"Very," she replies, licking her lips. "I promise you'd know if I wasn't."

She winks at him and then grabs him by the back of the neck and pulls him back down into a kiss. Diane is keenly aware of how changeable her moods are, how dangerous the things she chooses to do can be, how difficult it is to be around her. But for right now, being easily distracted by a beautiful man and the promise of sex is a blessing because it's the only thing keeping her from starting to scream and not stopping. Besides, it's hard to care much about potential dangers when you've stopped giving a shit if you wake up tomorrow and she did that ages ago.

"But what's gonna make you happy, Roland? Why don't you show me."