Laughing, Lynne rose a hand in mock threat to hit him again and then shook her head. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry. Your poor physique can't take my little bitch slaps, I know..." she said with super saccharine apology in her voice and a wink tacked on at the end.
"Glad we're on the same page," she added with the same mock seriousness in reference to him saying she was a certified hot-ass. The more they talked, the more she felt like she was living a flashback from when they were first dating and everything was silly and playful.
Raising an eyebrow with interest, Lynne leaned forward again. "So, what've you been up to the past few days? How many notches on the bedpost, Cassanova?" she teased good-naturedly.