CHAPTER 12: EPIC KISS

KEVAH'S POV

I blink rapidly as I listen to Emanuele explain to me about his encounter with that woman at the airport. He is being a bit vague, but it is still an odd story like he is leaving out a major detail.

“So, you are telling me that's how people greet you in your country? That's weird, ASF," I laugh. “You must be from a primitive village then, where people reside in tents and hunt with spears and bows and arrows."

“And again you insult me. Just so you know people would have your head if you were in my country, and they hear you speaking to me like this," Emanuele smirks while he rubs a hand on the back of his neck.

“Whatever, your highness," I mock him, but my words seem to cause him to tense. “What — are you offended by that, too?"

“Ah, let's just talk about these now, I do want to understand the story behind it," he holds my panties in front of my face.

“You are one strange guy, Manny." We both laugh. “If I tell you, you have to promise not to judge me."

“Cross my heart an