"Sorry, promise to laugh at your jokes from now on," he told her with a grin. (It really was a grin too, a silly little boy sort of expression that probably didn't suit the demon of the wine press, but there it was nevertheless.) "So shine on you crazy diamond."
And then Sekhmet kissed him, for the first time when they weren't completely drunk. He could still taste the meat on her lips which only made it all the better, and he gently deepened the kiss, wrapping an arm around her waist.