"Blergh!"
Heon gagged and the God of Fakes released him from the deadly french kiss.
"Your taste is so bad, I could mistake you for a corpse!"
Beside them, Azran and Tero were also surprised. Perhaps even in shock. So, it wasn't a norm for a God to kiss a person either. However, Sunny was on another level of being amused. He literally rolled on the floor, laughing his ass off.
If he was too busy taking heavy breaths, he'd reciprocate the feeling and insult her back. As it was, Heon merely glared at her.
If the kiss Rhena gave him instantly made butterflies flutter their wings in his stomach, then the one Tornee gave instantly made his stomach churn with an intention to puke its contents.
"But, it makes me wonder …" Tornee locked her gaze with him, as if trying to look through his soul. "I think I've kissed you before."
"Definitely not."
"Don't be so hasty. I will never forget the ones I kissed." Tornee said with such certainty. "And I know I have kissed you once."
