It was because she trusted Steve instinctively and implicitly that she didn't resist when he pressed her back, trusting that those warm hands would keep her safe. As she listened to that hushed teasing, a mischievous look slowly entered her gaze, matched by a measure of desire that she didn't bother to conceal. She disliked bullies, but this, what he was doing, was akin to the most delicious foreplay, and he probably didn't even know it.

She did, in fact, want to find out just how adorable he was. But there were much more pressing matters to attend to at the moment.

Lifting her hands, she set them on his chest for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of his strength beneath her palms, and then her fingers moved to grasp the open sides of his shirt. "You can take me anytime you want, sugar," she informed him in a low, sultry voice before tugging him down to her. The kiss was passionate and hungry, conveying just what affect his teasing had had on her. It was perhaps not the most publicly appropriate display, but go ahead, someone ask her if she cared.