Oh, you'll meet 'em. It doesn't need to be then, we'll figure something out. No rush.

[Sam runs a hand up Steve's back, slow and soothing, and then gets a little distracted by the realization that he's allowed now to get a little distracted by how solid Steve is under his hand.]

...really starting to regret being such a selfless, stand-up guy.

[It's possible he's distracted enough that he doesn't realize he'd said that aloud.]