“I was in the middle of a tourney of Pac-Man with Sly, and, by the way, he’s nowhere near as good as you, so I kicked his ass, when I decided the dress I picked to meet your folks in didn’t work. We went to four stores. Sly carries a gun. That’s the only reason it wasn’t five. I felt the need to make up for it, so I took him to Cherry Cricket for lunch. He was feeling the burn of me kicking his ass so he forced a short first to win two takes it all at the video machine, which I won. Commence freak-out about the dress, because I decided on a red one, but obviously, since I’m not wearing it, it wouldn’t do. So that would be a no on the studio.”

“Maybe tomorrow,” he replied.

They fell into a comfortable silence, and during that silence, Axl contemplated two things.

One, it was nice coming home to her.

Two, they were falling in love with each other.

With this in mind, he told her, “I’ve never lived with a woman.”

“Pardon?”

“I’ve never lived with a woman,” he repeated.

“Um…okay.”

“That said, my last long-term relationship, she was over a lot. We both preferred my place when one of us slept over. So I gave her a drawer.”

“A drawer,” she said, partly contemplative, partly teasing. “That’s big stuff.”

“I thought it was. She was ticked it was just a drawer.”

“If I had a diary, and therefore wrote in a diary, and you gave me a drawer, I’d have to go out and buy heart stickers and glitter washi tape so I could fully commit my ‘Dear diary, today, Axl gave me a drawer,’ memory as it deserved.”

He started laughing again.

“I haven’t lived with a guy either,” she told him.

“Seems so far we’re both naturals,” he remarked.

A wave of warmth hit him from the passenger side of the vehicle.

He then saw her out of the corner of his eye move in so she could kiss his jaw.

She sat back and it took a minute before she queried, “Can I ask why you mentioned that?”

“Never in my life came home to a woman.”

Hattie didn’t respond.

“Been comin’ home to you now for days, didn’t think on it, all that was going on. Had a second to think on it, and I like it. So I thought you should know.”

At that, she pushed the limits of her seatbelt again to give him another kiss on the jaw, this time wrapping her hand around the other side of his neck to give him a squeeze.

He felt her touch and smelled her perfume.

Yeah.

He liked her in his Jeep too.