At some point, they fell asleep on the couch. At another point, Annie woke him up.
"You wanna move this to the bed?" she whispered.
"Lead on, Annie Walker."
She took him by the hand to the bed. He listened as she bumped her shin on something and cussed like a sailor.
"Fuck me!" she hissed, hopping slightly.
"Where's the 'please'?" he joked.
It was a little comforting, the reminder that other people were clumsy in the dark sometimes, too. He intentionally walked a few inches to the left to avoid whatever the hell that was. The hollow 'thud' sounded like a piece of wood furniture, maybe a bench or a chest. His shins had a negative relationship with both.
She fell on top of the covers and pulled him down with her. They lay there in what he presumed to be the dark, face to face. She brushed his hair back with her hand. He let her.
"Hey, that thing with the car tonight?"
"Was that... was that an okay thing?"
His brow furrowed. "What do you mean?"
"Did I... overstep? Trying to do something nice for you?"
"You constantly overstep, Annie. That's what makes you great."
"What do you mean?" she sounded slightly offended, hurt even. "Like I'm pushy?"
"Only that you are always pushing me to be better."
Annie left him in contemplative silence for a moment. Auggie wondered if he'd really stepped in it, but Annie wasn't the easily offended type. At least, not by him.
"I know it was a big step, your giving me that car."
Auggie thought back to that day in the parking garage. "That was a rough day."
It was. Straight up shit. And he'd topped it off by chasing a woman who didn't love him all the way around the world. A woman who'd just dumped him. He'd thought it'd be romantic to make it work, when really he was just being That Guy, not taking no for an answer.
"I had a pretty big crush on you back then," Annie whispered.
"Man, my Spidey Senses are way off," Auggie replied.
"Mine too," Annie laughed.
Auggie pulled her close and kissed her deeply. "I'm glad we came around."