She had been more shocked that she had responded to his kiss. Rather than pushing him away, with a disparaging remark. Though she paled when she caught that well known scent. Gabriel. "I am not a necrophiliac. I prefer my partners alive." And feathered apparently, with invisible ones at the very least. "I was surprised by the bad taste. Not to mention the smell is quite a turn off."
Laura had used sex to kill before. It was the easiest way to get one off their guard. "I did not know you were in such a rush to die." She shrugged, nonchalant. "Had I known you were in a rush I would have come at you from the beginning."
Brilliant jade eyes cut to her beloved Husband. "He would be why you are so much less than impressive." She confessed. It was true, who could hold a candle to an Archangel? Though she was rather biased. God himself might be less than impressive in the brilliance that was Gabriel.