Jean smiled, cheeks tinged red at the word as she stepped into his hotel room, green eyes widening at the beauty of it before wandering to the window and the lovely view of the city. She only saw trees when she looked out, not that she was complaining of course...her home was safe and a sanctuary. People cared about her there.
"Just maybe? I think that kiss said a bit more than that," she shrugged out of her jacket and held it in front of her, hesitant to just toss it whereever. It wasn't her home.