"Oh, baby, that sounds dangerous." Her grin, however, indicated she liked the idea, and it took her meager amount of self-control to lean back and reach for her martini. Instead of olives, the toothpick was speared with a single perfect strawberry and Kiki made a noise of delight.
"Feed me?" she offered, her mouth opened with a half smile, mischievous. "My hands are full, can't you see?"