"Dear Gods, let's hope I never have to," she quipped, hugging him as hard as she could. Without the extra oomph of her godhood behind it, she wasn't nearly as strong, but it wasn't a weak embrace, either.
He leaned on the car, she leaned on him and finally tilted her head back for a kiss. She brushed them across his jaw and then placed an open-mouthed kiss against his neck. "It's a pretty car, but-" She shook her head. Another kiss against his neck and she murmured, "You can drive it."