"Gave it to me? What does that mean?"
"As a present. Would that make you happy to own the car?"
Dominique sat up and regretted it as the pain in her head increased. But she knew she hadn't heard him right. Was he actually talking about giving her the car of her dreams? No, she couldn't have heard him right. She was obviously still dreaming. Why in the world would he give her a car?
"I can see by the look on your face you don't believe me. If you promise to stay here and not drive on your own until after I have made sure that you are completely okay, I will give you the car. It would make me happy to see it being enjoyed. Your excitement about the car makes me happy."
Dominique threw her arms around him and he hugged her back. Dominique was surprised to find that laying her head on him somewhat soothed the pain in her head. He kissed her cheek where the bruise was. She closed her eyes and just sat there for a while with him holding her.
