Bryan has just taken a shower, and I leap on him.
Me: Ug! You’re still all wet!
(Blow on his shoulder in a mock-sexy attempt to dry him off.)
Him: Whoa! I thought you were going to spit on me at first.
Me: Spit on you?
Him: I know. I was like, “Um. That’s not-hot.”
Me: Spitting on you equals not hot.
Him: I’m thinking, we’ve only been married like three weeks, and already she’s trying to kick it up a notch.