"He kissed me," she points out, sharp. "It wasn't my idea. And yes! It was a very nice kiss! Are you happy? Should I have shoved him away? It was nice to be kissed by someone who wanted to kiss me and was very obvious about it! That doesn't mean I decided anything."

She glares at him.

"I tried. I honestly did. I talked to him, I messaged him, I met up with him after the funeral. And you weren't wrong. I could see it happening. I could see it being great."

Steve Rogers: honest, brave, handsome, and true. Any woman would be lucky to be looked at the way he'd looked at her.