He did make an excellent point would she really be thinking about it as hands moved, fingers shifted, and skin met? Probably not. Maryanne didn't doubt that she'd know when it was his touch, and when it was someone else doing the touching.
The kiss dropped onto her lips made her smile. A true, honest, meet the eyes smile. "Okay. The only thing that matters from here on out, is you, Tony and Apples." She promised. The only thing she was going to let in, was them. Settling her hand down on his, at her hip, she gave it a light tender squeeze, as she lead the way off the elevator. Slipping out of the tennis shoes like she'd promised herself she'd do the moment they exited.
"Honeeeys we're hoome." Mary called out, in a soft slow singsong drawl. Hoping to push just a little bit of good cheer into her voice. If anything else she would be able to pretend pretty damn well.