She knows that she ought to be quiet, that she ought to avoid squealing, but she also knows that Derek would tell her if there was anything in hearing distance to be worried about. She's never been the type to wade in slowly. Jump in and get acclimated. It's the only way to go. That fact that this makes Derek happy is just a cherry on top.

She's already curling up against him, shivering as he pulls her up against him, his arms wrapping warm around her. She tiptoes up into the kiss, loving the way he hums against her lips. It's the best sound. She wants their whole life to be like this as well. This would be a perfect life. She runs her hands over his shoulders and down his back as they kiss. They are young and in love and it is fun. Maybe that can be enough, though Beth is always going to want more than this. She knows Derek will too. Maybe that's part of being in love as well.

"Much," she chirps, snuggling against him a little more. She lays her head on his chest a moment then looks back up at him. "Soap is still out there."