"I did. It was fun." Maryanne couldn't hide her smile at the confession. It was sweet. "I bet he'd be blushing up a storm if he heard you tell me that. Eh, Romeo?" She couldn't help but address Steve. Hoping to see something of a blush. Even if she didn't really expect one. "He just didn't want to worry us, I don't think." Though he was.
Maryanne shook her head. "It's nothing, maybe he's just not ticklish on his feet." She knew she wasn't on her feet but on her sides and shoulders, she didn't hide the twitch at the thought. "Or he could just be stubborn." There was no doubting that.
Chuckling softly she eased the guitar down. "Thanks. It's an oldie but a goodie. I'm glad he had me look it up." It was something she'd liked but never put any effort into learning until Steve had asked for it. "He asked for another but I couldn't get the piano in the door. So You're going to have to wake up if you want to hear that one, Steve." She prodded with her tone.