Her lip curled back in disgust. She’d never understood why people felt the need to cheat on their partners. If they didn’t want to be in the relationship in the first place, why be there? Why not leave and be with someone who made them happy? Someone they didn’t feel the need to cheat on? Perhaps it was the excitement, the danger element? Anger rolled lazily through her. Any guy who cheated on her had better like the danger element, because she’d rip his freaking heart out and make him eat it.
“Yeah, well,” the second speaker huffed. “I would if you didn’t talk utter s**t most of the time. She says this friend of hers saw a hybrid? Ha! Read my lips. There’s no such thing. They don’t f*****g exist. You’ve seen the data, James. We’ve never seen even a hint of a viable cross infection, you k
