There's no words for it. Steve has wanted Peggy almost since the first time he clapped eyes on her and while he's never been the kind of guy comfortable with making the first move, somehow it had been different with her. The nervous flutter in his belly is more out of anticipation and desire than shyness and he slides his hands up, following a path from her hips up to her waist.

"Like you even have to ask," he says, laughing softly. "Are you going to kiss me, Peggy Rogers?"