"This doesn't look like heaven," Asher coughed, sitting up.
"Oh my God, thank God," Lia breathed in relief. She ran and threw herself on the real Asher who caught her, both of them falling to the ground.
"You're alive," She checked his face amid showering him with kisses.
"It would take more than roasting my ass to take my life away," he joked.
Lia chortled, lowered her head, and met his lips halfway to the kiss. God, she never thought one-day she would love his silky short hair - Raphael's was medium, reaching the nape of his neck.
The hybrid enjoyed the privilege, wrapping her hand around his neck while the other gripped his scalp. Both kissed slowly, savoring this opportunity they hadn't gotten in a while.
"Lia, watch out !" Devon screamed a warning.
They had forgotten that if Asher survived that live burning, Raphael was still alive then and he held a gun - the same gun Asher had used to fight against Ezekiel earlier.
