"You're kidding," I said.
"That's all you've got to say?"
"Well, other than that, it's fine."
"Fine," I said. "You realize I wrote that about you, right?"
She nodded. "Of course I do."
"And changing 'so' to 'but' is the best you can come up with?"
She smiled. "I like the way you describe how I taste. How's that?'
"You're no help at all, Muse."
"Watch it, or I'll kiss you again."
"Evil, evil woman."
She did kiss me then, on the nose, which she followed up with a quick lick of her tongue. I ewwwwed and rubbed it off as fast as I could.
"Tell you what, dear," she said. "Finish writing the book, and then I'll give you constructive criticism. I don't want to stifle your creativity."
"You're so sweet."
"Am not," she said, and then licked my nose again before I could stop her.
"Skank," I said.
"Dumbass," she replied.
"I love you."