"Yeah?" Steve lets out a happy laugh, and then a deep sigh of relief as he tips his head back to look up at the sky for a moment. It's like a weight has been lifted, because he's been twisted up over this for awhile, and now it's worked out just as he hoped it would.

No, there's no guarantee that this will last, but there never is, and that's no reason not to try.

He takes another drag of his cigarette and exhales into the sky before sitting up and dropping the butt to the ground, crushing it with his heel before twisting and leaning over to cup Maeve's cheek and lean in for a soft, lingering kiss.

"Does that mean that we can go make use of that hotel room?" Steve asks as he nudges their noses together, smiling widely before kissing her again. "Or should we keep freezing our asses off out here?"