Danny grinned and leaned forward to slowly trace his tongue over her neck to lick up the salt. He grabbed the shot glass with his teeth and tilted his head back to down the tequila. Then he closed his lips around Buffy's and the strawberry, eating it up with a boyish grin as he pulled back.

Once he had swallowed, he nodded. "Boom. That was perfect. You're so fuckin' hot, you know that?"