[Fuck it. She's not arguing semantics. She's damn well free of Roman and free to enjoy herself with Harley.
That kiss is certainly toe curling, and Dinah moans into Harley's mouth, reaching her hands to tease Harley's nipples to stand out from her breasts.

Guiding Harley's hands to the edge of her shirt, she helps Harley pull off the vest and the sports bra beneath it until her toned stomach and her breasts are bare.]

Come here? [Dinah's already reaching to pull Harley back to her.] You get anything the hell you want today. My cum, your cum. Ride my face whilst you scream for me. I want it, Harls. I want you.