“Kai, no!” Natalia chastised, slapping his hand. “How many times do I have to tell you? You swipe right when you see a cute guy, not left!” She’d explained the concept of Tinder more times than she could count, and she was almost convinced that Kai was openly defying her by this point. Perhaps she kept up with technology better than most who had been around for centuries, but it couldn’t be that hard to grasp. “You can’t tell me you didn’t think that guy was smoking hot.”













