Karen puts a hand up to her mouth and laughs. “I am so sorry.” Letting her hand fall from her mouth, she rests her arm on Bucky’s shoulder. It had been less a confusion of timelines and more worrying about what he thought of her for any reason. Karen feels so comfortable with Bucky and she doesn’t want to spoil it over something as silly as a bra.

Did I break the spell? She smiles up at Bucky sadly, running her fingertips down the back of his neck lightly. He can’t help it if she spoiled the mood, but the desire burning inside of Karen really hopes that she didn’t.