Who cares, all that mattered was not letting him have the upper hand!
It's just a sprig of cilantro, right?!
Ivana Bennett took the cilantro and reluctantly stuffed it in her mouth, enduring its unpleasant taste. She chewed it thoroughly and headed back to the balcony.
Lucas Walker was still in the same spot, apparently unmoved.
She took a shallow breath, almost choking on the taste of cilantro in her mouth. Despite this, Ivana forced a smile, slowly walked past him, reached out, grabbed hold of his collar, and pulled him toward her.
Lucas leaned in cooperatively as she placed her hand on his face, bringing her lips to his for a kiss.
Ha...
Would this "flavorful" kiss make him throw up?!
In any case, she was close to throwing up herself.
Her mouth filled with the taste of cilantro, Ivana felt as if she'd chewed on a stinkbug.
Feeling Lucas' lips part, she immediately took the liberty of sticking her tongue into his mouth, freely spreading the distinct "flavor".
