Silence falls between them again and she's barely breathing as she feels his hand creep higher and higher. When the cab stops suddenly in front of her building, she lets out a rush of air at once. It feels like they've had foreplay and they've barely been touching.

"Thanks," Molly manages to breathe out to the driver as she follows him out of the cab into the chilly night air. Which is exactly what she needs right now if she's going to be able to concentrate enough to get her keys from her purse and put them in the keyhole. Her hands fumble with the clutch as she walks up the front steps and she's finally able to find the blasted things and let them inside. She's practically shaking with the anticipation of finally being alone with him.