Summary: One-hundred words. Set after "Steele Blushing." It was alluded to in the episode; this brings it home.
"I can't believe you thought that picture was me," Laura said.
"It's not like I knew the differences," replied Remington.
"After all the times we nearly..." She halted. Too many denials, too much clothing. It wasn't wise to lay the blame at her own feet. She changed subjects. "I suppose you...used....the magazine."
A long pause.
"Once," he admitted.
Her eyes widened.
Sheepishly, he added, "Maybe twice."
It wasn't unexpected. Laura nodded. "Can I assume you prefer the real thing?"
He pulled the sheet back, placed his lips on her bare shoulder, kissed his way downward. "Definitely."