"Swear on my mother's bible," Steve says, taking in a sharp breath and working on unhooking her garters. He's done this a handful of times with a handful of women but none of them have been women he's in love with like he loves Peggy and so that, in and of itself, gives him nerves. He keeps his hands from shaking as he works her stockings down but only just.

"The only man you're getting fondue with is me, all right? Promise?"