Maeve punches Steve's shoulder lightly when he says he could be into that, but then hooks her leg around him, biting down on her smile as she does. It's still such a mess in her head, how much she likes him, how freaked out she is by that, and she spends so much of her time just not thinking about it that it tends to surprise her when it finally does come up again.

But she shoves it aside once more. She's not ruining this moment.

"Anything is better than living at a bloody orphanage anyway," she says, her hand roaming down Steve's back as he kisses her throat.