It had been two days since Samhain.

            Still, Avril Arke and Anaztasia Arryn didn’t ceased taking chances for a kiss, sex, or both to one another.

            “We should find out why Romaine isn’t there,” Anaztasia said as she parted her lips first from Avril’s.

            “She only said she’d be late on Samhain since she has an important thing to do. I did not think she wouldn’t attend our  most important festival at all,” Avril replied as he gasped for breath then leaned to Anaztasia for more of her lips.

            “So do I,” she said as he was about to kiss.  He halted.

            “What if we researched about her? We don’t...