She reached up to touch his face with gentle fingers. “Flatterer. Flattery will get you everywhere.” One fingertip brushed over his mouth before she kissed him.
“It’s one of the many things I’m an expert at-” His words were cut off as she kissed him. He happily returned the gesture, his arm wrapping around her torso to bring her closer.
Summer pressed herself close to Tony, mouth opening under his expert tongue. She purred softly for a moment before drawing back. “Do they feed us here? I thought I was being taken out for dinner, not drinks and publicity.”