It was sweet the way he tucked her hand into his elbow. Sweet and old-fashioned, a combination that was perfect when it came from him but would probably seem a bit corny from anyone else. She would happily accept any of his older ways, and anyone who said anything about them would have to deal with her. He was charming and she was completely in love with him.

It hit her then, that realization of her feelings. They didn't startle or worry her, they just felt right. And honestly, it was nice to feel that again for someone, and to know that they returned at least some of that affection.

Smiling back at Steve, she gave his arm a little squeeze and leaned her head against his shoulder for just a second. "Well, we can't have that," she informed him, laughter in her voice, and she decided that she'd have to ask him about the story sometime. Not today, though, not unless he wanted to tell it. She'd gladly hear any story he wanted to share with her.