Maggie was a little nervous, but she nodded. Yeah, she wanted to get out of here, get out of her clothes, and get him out of his as well. They'd waited long enough, and their time spent alone together was getting so damn frustrating from them stopping just as things were getting good. She didn't want to stop anymore. Even if it hurt. Maggie could handle a lot of pain. She'd been to hell and back, figuratively speaking, so popping her cherry yet again was minor by comparison.
Grabbing his hand, she pulled him off the dance floor and through the door to the hall. "So.. kitty condo or bat cave?" she asked, letting him make the decision. She was happy with either.