Date Cont., Cont., Continued

We left Mr. Tay...Sully and walked to where we could catch a cab. I never thought that walking holding hands would be so enjoyable. As we walked I found that I had retreated into my own little world. Again, not starting off on the right foot. When I finally came to myself, I saw that Carly, too, had regressed into what I hoped was reverie.
"I thought that I'd take you home and go back and see about my car." I said to Carly, bringing her back from whatever pleasant place she recessed to by the look on her face.
"I don't think so, Santa Fe."
"What do you mean Carly?"
"Tonight you went from being just you to us. We. A pair. Need I explain further?"
"No, you have explained enough." I replied a bit embarrassingly.
"What do you propose, my dear...dear...Carly?"
"Is that the best you can come up with?" Carly said while jabbing me in the ribs.
"At the moment, but something will present itself. Remember? I am the clumsy oaf that created my own nickname."
"That you did Santa Fe. But I still love you. The surprising thing is that I love you more now than I did the moment you asked. I know it sounds corny, but it's true. That is two surprises in one day. I'm not sure I can handle this."
"Ah, Miss Carly, what do you propose to do about my car?"
"Here we go Mr. Owens, we go to my apartment, you can take my car to your place. You come by in the morning, say, around 9:00. We go take care of your car, and then I take you out for brunch or lunch."
"I like the sound of that. However, there is one thing that you need to understand. It takes me four or five times longer than the normal person. Unfortunately, sometimes longer. It depends on what's wrong with whatever I am suppose to be fixing."
"That is fine with me, Brian, I am in this forever." Carly smiled.
"Good, that may be how long it will take." Brian laughed.
Considering the fact that we had just got engaged, I won't share the details of the door scene. Suffice it to say that it was ever bit as tender as the park. She told me where her car was parked and I headed for home.
I was emotionally exhausted, which led to physical exhaustion. Again, the drive home was a blur, as well as the nightly routine of showering, brushing teeth,...you get the drift. My head was scarcely on the pillow 10 seconds before I was asleep.
I was up at sunrise, managed to clean the place and was at Carly's apartment by 9:00 A.M.
"Morning Santa Fe. How'd you sleep?" Though it's not too early Carly is perky in the morning.
"Best sleep in a long time."
"Good, do you want a bagel, cream cheese, and o.j.?"
"Sure. Thanks."