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Angelo was never sure afterward how it happened, but Zor had definitely gotten into his personal space. Seeing that he'd spent the past few weeks trying not to see how attractive the other man -- the alien, he reminded himself -- was, this was a more disturbing development than it might otherwise have been.
Angie grabbed Zor by the front of his uniform, intending to shove him away. Instead he found himself kissing him bruisingly hard.
They came up for air, and sanity returned. He shuddered to imagine Lieutenant Sterling walking in on them. "Mom always told me: never trust a bisexual."