I had a very similar experience. I was sharing a cab home from a bar with a girl that I really liked but didnt know so well. Whilst on route, she asked me what my plan was for after, so i told her i was going to a friends place for drinks and invited her to join - she politely declined. Five minutes later she asks me again what my plan is, so i repeat that Im going to a house party and ask her again to join - she politely declines. Just as we reach her place she asks me a final time what my plan is, and by this point i'm getting super confused, so i repeat for a third time that i'm going to a house party. She looks dejected, says goodnight and gets out of the car. I drive off like an absolute moron, and then about 500 meters down the road it suddenly hit me like a fucking freight train. This poor girl was putting herself out there and I completely ignored her over and over again. I started panicking and instantly had this feeling that if i didn't recover the situation that night i would never get another chance. So i stopped the cab, mustered up all the courage at my disposal, called her up and said "there's been a change of plan and i'm not going to the party. I'm going back to my place and i think you should come too". She was understandably slightly taken aback, but after the initial umming and ahhing she caved, said "pick me up out front in five mins" and hung up. I raced back and immediately kissed her the moment she got in the cab. It was glorious.