After a few minutes of this, Susan drops her hand from Janet's back to the top of the leg Janet hooked around her. She spreads her fingers wide, then leaves them there. It's more to brace herself than a move with intent, but she doesn't mind if Janet interprets the touch differently, especially since she pairs the move with a deepening of the kiss. She's sinking into this feeling. It's been a while since she's just flirted and had genuine fun with someone, but then, Janet has consistently made Susan want to live up to being the woman she was before all her loss. And all of that feels so terribly far away, right now. There's a light buzz of prosecco in Susan's veins, and while her fingertips are getting wrinkly from the water, it adds another layer to the fun of touching someone else.

Her other leg is getting pin and needles, though, so she shifts a little to keep it from falling asleep... and edges back into one of the jets. She yelps against Janet's mouth in surprise and - to her own astonishment - starts to laugh.