"I probably could," he agreed with a chuckle. "But I'd rather share them with you," he added more quietly. He didn't mind that they hadn't gotten to the other flavors, and this way was nicer, without all the casual eyes on them like it had felt in the park. They could just relax and tease each other and laugh, kiss and get carried away together without needing to worry about stopping, or being stopped.

It did take two to tango, but if Rogue ever brought it up, Steve would point out that he couldn't be held accountable for his actions, when clearly she was irresistible, and he was only human. He couldn't be faulted for going along with everything.

Placing another kiss on her head, Steve slowly stood up, letting her have time to lift his head, before getting up to retrieve the cooler. Carrying it back and looking at it, he said, "Y'know, this thing is kinda growing on me. We'll have to do this again sometime." He flopped back on the couch and set the cooler down on the table in front of them.