Well now, that was a kiss. Not forced, not angry, just light and pleasant. Boa was some odd duck, that was for sure.
He frowned when she pulled away, screwing his mouth to one side. "Mmm. Coulda seen that one coming," he said. Bad news all around. If Candy won, she'd probably try and stab him again. If Boa won, she'd likely have to leave to keep Candy from trying to stab him again. And nothing got resolved that way.
He'd give her another couple seconds before he tied her up and left her on some train tracks or something. Wasn't that what villains were supposed to do? Then again, he didn't have a mustache. He discarded the idea.