Maxwell had them sit down at the table. Not because he didn't want to touch Andrew, but because he wanted to have a serious conversation and if he was too close to the other man he wouldn't be able to control himself.
Maxwell made it very clear to Andrew that he was being on his best behaviour right now. It was their honeymoon and Maxwell found the amount of clothing that Andrew had on right now an offense.
Honestly, it was a nice thing to hear. Andrew never doubted that Maxwell wanted him, but that didn't mean he didn't like it when Maxwell got forward. He felt it was a good thing that they had some separation for his sanity as well.
Now that they were in their final destination, Andrew couldn't stop thinking about what he saw in that damn suitcase. His mind kept spiraling back to the glimpse he'd caught, which made it hard to focus on Maxwell. He was going to, he had to.
