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Trixie didn't spare any thought on the police car after that, simply looking out the window lightly before looking back at him. "Try your best, then." She shrugged, watching him intently. She tilted her head, slightly displeased by his answer, but she took it none the less. "I understand. But I can do this, right?" She asked, leaning over the armrest and gently tilting his face toward her so she could kiss him.

Matt inhaled sharply when she leaned herself closer, giving a quick nod and warm smile. "Whenever you want" he said, his words coming out in one flustered exhale. He pressed his lips against hers softly, placing a hand on her leg, getting close the best he could being sat in a different seat. He was fully aware he had to keep an eye on the traffic lights, but something about the contact with Trixie made everything else almost just dissapear from around him.

Trixie kept herself with him until a little while after the light turned green, fighting not to break the kiss with a smile. She gently lifted a hand and swiped the lip gloss that had transferred to his lips off. "That's a dangerous promise." She said playfully, setting one hand on his as she leaned back to sit down. She felt giddy. Excited. The tiniest bit fluttery.

Matt bit his inner lip after she had finally pulled away, and it took him some tme to realise the light was in fact green. He blinked a couple of times and accelerated slowly, keeping his eyes firmly on the road. "I can tell" he said quietly, a easing smile playing on his lips. "I stand by my word though." he added. Soon enough they ended back up by the main courtyard, and were about a five minute drive from his house. He pulled the car aside from the road and turned to Trixie, debating on what to say. It was either 'are you coming back to mine?' or asking anything about how she felt getting closer. He decided against the second option though, the more he thought about it the more cringe it sounded. "Do you wannacome back with me?" he asked finally.

"I would expect nothing less." Trixie teased, smiling warmly at his disorientation. She reached her hand up to gently rake her fingers through his hair and generally toy with it, looking at the road in content silence. She blinked in surprise as he pulled over, lightly pulling her hand pack from his hair. She looked a little surprised at his question, tilting her head slightly at him. "What kind of question is that? Of course I do." She said, giving him a warm smile and a quick peck on the cheek.

"I mean I had to check. Imagine if it was a no, I would have virtually kidnapped you" Matt smiled, pulling the car back out after a little while, in the direction of the house. "Plus I never know if you're just gonna storm off again. Lets see if you can spend a whole night around me" he joked, turning the car off after he had pulled into the driveway. He was a lot more confident that nothing would actually go wrong this time, whether it be them arguing or him just being a prick.

"Hey, you're not the ugliest kidnapper I've ever seen." Trixie said playfully. She let out a light laugh at his last comment. "Well, I'll try my best to tolerate you this time." She joked, hopping out and walking eagerly to his door. It wasn't very warm out and she had the equivalent of seran wrap on for clothing, so she was quite excited to get indoors and steal various items of his clothing.

"Flattered" Matt smiled, making his way indoors briefly after he'd mnaged to park straight. He waited for her to pass him through the door before shutting it, heading straight for his room. It definitely wasnt the warmest place in the house, what with it being so airy, but it was purely out of habit. As he sat down on the bed, he beckoned for Trixie to join, raking his hand through his hair. "Is it unfair to make you pick something to do?" he asked with a smile, completely unaware of the various police cars circling the courtyard.

Trixie followed him closely, curling her arms around herself as they entered his room. "Extremely unfair." She huffed teasingly, sitting herself right on his lap and wrapping her arms around him. "Also, where do you keep your shirts? I'm just curious." She asked in a mock innocent tone, gently adjusting so she was closer to him and his warmth.

"Well then, you pick" Matt said playfully, sitting down on the bed to watch Trixie. He raised his eyebrows at her question, leaning back against the headbored. His eyes followed her intensely as she moved, and he ran his tongue along his teeth out of habit. "In the draw, over there. Why though?" He asked, gesturing towards the various draws on the other side of the room. "the top one, by the way" he added, placing his arm behind his head.