The urge to lean over the short distance between them and kiss Dick was overpowering. Piper could already imagine the texture of the younger man's lips against his own and how lovely it would be to kiss him. But he shoved that urge back once more and flagged it as inappropriate.

"Sounds like a plan." His throat was dry as a desert when he next spoke. Because he didn't trust himself or his impulse control, Piper shut the glove box with an audible click and slid out of the car to put some much needed space between them before he gave into his more primal urges and gave into temptation.