Oh, come on. If he was gonna get a kiss, it should be better than a little peck on the cheek! Steve wrapped his arms around Rogue's waist, bending his head so he could properly kiss her, slow and sweet. Pulling back slightly, he murmured, "I'll take your word for it," before going back to kiss her again, a little more intensely.

Lord, what this woman did to him. Steve turned a little, until he had Rogue pressed against the counter between the fridge and the sink.