The comment startles a laugh of Steve, and it's a fond sound. He loves how bold Maeve is, and how she doesn't shy away from talking about sex. She doesn't pretend to be coy. She doesn't pretend to be anything, actually, and Steve respects the hell out of that.

"What? Don't be sorry," Steve assures her, smiling warmly as he steps in closer and rests his hands on her arms. "We're definitely going to fuck in the big fancy tub."

He knows that Maeve doesn't think that he's just taking her up there for sex. At least, he's pretty sure she knows that. He hopes that she does.

"This weekend. I thought we could take a car up there after the party," he tells her, sliding his hands up and down her arms. "I wanted to surprise you."