"Oh, very thoughtful of you," Stephen teases. Really, it's not like Molly calls all the shots here, and the days when he might have tried to convince himself he did are long past. He considers it a moment, fingers tapping against the desk. It might be nice to go out and have a date; they don't do that that often. They've settled into a comfortable day-to-day routine and, with all the work they're both inclined to do, dates aren't often a part of that.

But going home sounds so good.

"Why don't we head back to our place?" he says, brow arching suggestively. "Order in maybe."