There's no response to her words, just a smirk that says it all. He follows, just as she knows he will, stepping into the foyer and following her up to the lift. They wait outside and step in when it opens. It's only when the doors open that he turns towards her.

And when he does? He steps against her, hand out about her waist, pulling her against him as he steps against her, his head leaning in to steal an eager kiss he'd undoubtedly been waiting for all night.