"So your real question is, am I able to resist the thought of watching you slide into a little red dress," Tony said, then grinned. They both already knew the answer to that one.
He disentangled himself from her and carefully got up, holding out his hands to pull her up as well, then stretched slightly, looking at her.
"Apartment, no," he said, then shrugged. "Honestly. I'm not sure why you still have it. It would make it a lot easier to find you and get ready for dates if you were here full time. You know, with all your stuff." Tony could be very direct about things when he wanted to be, and then other times he preferred to let others state things bluntly. He sometimes surprised himself with what was and wasn't something he'd be willing to say himself.
Then again, the first seven or eight times he'd asked Pepper to move in with him she'd said no, wanting her own space and independence. She was fiery that way, but Tony's not-quite-nonesxistant feelings had still been hurt somewhat by the refusal. And Annie, well, had the same kind of fire. It was one of the things Tony was so attracted to. And it was probably a girlfriend requirement so she could deal with him.