He smiled when she entwined her fingers with her. It felt natural, like that’s how their hands should be all the time, holding each other. He let her took her drink back and smiled. “You set the drinking pace,” he said, his lips curling in a smile. If it were left to him, he could try all the cocktails in one night knowing they’d never get to his head. But then again that wouldn’t be too much fun. He wanted to spend a much time as possible with her.
Steve lost track of time as he sat with her, talking and learning about her. And the more he knew about her, the more he liked her. When it was time to go, Steve paid for the drinks and held the door open for her as they walked out to the building.