She poked him again. "Tony wants a piece of your hot ass, he'll have to go through me first."
She clung to him for several, lingering moments. It was worth it, just to feel the tension leave his body, though some of it remained within her own. She didn't want him to think he had done anything to wrong to cause it, so she kissed him again, gentle and reassuring.
And then she was stepping away from him. "Gotta go," she said, apologetically. "Promised your sister I'd get her drunk and all that."