"Jesus fuck Eddie, save me something for me, okay?" As much as she doesn't want to because he feels so good on her she pushes off and watches him with a smirk as she adjusts herself back into order.

"Isn't that a rental?" That's a really knowing grin she's not; they're not going to be able to avoid all cleaning costs, it would seem.

It's not long before they pulled up to the apartment (maybe the driver found away to cut the commute down?), and Anne's grabbing Eddie's hand and dragging him out.

"You've got the keys right? It's not like they make these things with pockets."