Know Not Why - Hannah  Johnson
""Wow," I say, with (I like to think) the air of a levelheaded gentleman whose instinctive reaction is nothing along the lines of 'mmmmm yeah', "you're slutty when you're drunk."

"I am not." Kiss. "Drunk." Kiss. "Just happy to see you." Kiss.

My neck might, at this moment, be having an even better night than I am. "That's what all the sluts say."

"You're insufferable. I don't know why I suffer you."

"Right back atcha, baby.""