They'd all done embarrassing things in their past, but she supposed having acts committed to film that had survived seventy years won Steve a bit more sympathy. She still planned on watching the films when she had the chance, but she wouldn't say anything about them to him unless he brought it up specifically.

"I sure hope so," she told him with an affectionate smile. Moving the hand on his knee to his shoulder, she lifted her legs to swing them over his lap, her skirt draping down to shield his lap and anything that might result from the kiss she was about to give him. It wasn't full of fiery passion, but rather deep fondness and adoration, and of course love.