Prompt: kiss
"Danny!" Lindsay shouted happily, as her boyfriend entered the bar, "You're here."
"Yes, I am," he said, barely catching her as she launched herself into his arms, "And where are you?"
She giggled, "I'm right here. I've been waiting for you."
"Oh yeah, while you've been waiting for me have you been downing tequila shots by any chance?"
She nodded, "They were yummy, so was my lemon, but I wouldn't let the gross guy eat it off my stomach like he wanted."
Danny growled a little as his eyes narrowed, "What guy?"
Lindsay shrugged, "He's gone now. He left with the one that wanted to lick salt off my boobs. It was really rude."
Danny growled again, pulling her close as he scanned the room. No one seemed to be looking at her so he had no one would die for the moment.
"Danny," she said, pulling at his shirt so he'd look at her, "Danny."
"What is it, Montana?" he asked, wondering how hard it would be to get her out of there.
"Can I have my kiss now?" she asked, eyes batting prettily at him.
"What?" he asked, frowning.
"My kiss," she said, "You're here and we're not at work and I'm very….loose," she said, giggling again, "So….kisses please."
"Kisses?" he repeated, "Suddenly you want more than one."
She nodded, "I want ten…on my lips and then…"
"Let's stop right there for the moment," he said and leaned down to kiss her.
"Hmmm," Lindsay said happily, when he finally pulled back, "That's one."
He smiled, "That is one…what do you say I give you 2 through ten on the way home?"
Lindsay was silent for a moment, clearly thinking, and then, "Okay, but when you give me my other kisses, can we use the tequila?"
Danny's eyes widened, "Oh baby, absolutely."