After a few moments, Aidan released her from the grasp he had around her shoulders. They awkwardly walked a foot or so apart, not really speaking the entire way. Finally, Aidan stopped next to a car, presumably his, and gestured for Amber to get in on the other side. Even though she'd lived in Dublin for three months, she wasn't quite used to having to get in on the left side, and she faltered for a moment. She opened the passenger door and sat down, looking at Aidan. He began laughing. "So, American, huh?" he jested, referring to her slight confusion over which side to get in on. "Uh...yeah. Sorry," she said, questioning whether or not she should have gotten into the car with this strange, albeit gorgeous, man. "No worries, love. It's good to have a laugh every now and again," he said as he drove down the road. Within a few winding minutes, he pulled into the driveway of a small flat. He shut the car off, got out quickly, and cutely ran around to open the door for Amber before she could. He helped her out, helping her to keep her balance. She'd had a bit much to drink after all, but Aidan didn't mind. He thought she was adorable. Unlocking his flat and opening the door, he gestured for Amber to go in, putting his hand on her waist and nudging her inside.
