As PPDC scientists, they had rarely gone anywhere, let alone drove themselves, and for the entirety of their stay here, Newt and Hermann had used taxis to get around. It was a big change to now not be able to safely distract Hermann with all sorts of annoying and playful ideas.

Hermann's words gave Newt pause and made Newt think of a suggestion, kind of, that Greg had once made while discussing Miles and Hermann's insecurities.

He squinted at the digital screen on the GPS and nodded. "There should be a place to park around the back."

Newt waited until Hermann had secured the emergency brake before trailing his fingers along the nape of the man's neck. "You know... I like your skinny bod--and I'm not saying it to get you to test out the fold-able chairs--I think you'd look fucking amazing in leather pants."