"Oh, I am sure. I bet you've seen lots of things back in this limo, Robert. Some of an intimate nature too I am guessing."

The Swede felt himself smiling like a cheeky little boy as he looked at Robert, finding his eyes now tracing the outline of those lips of his. Gods, he wanted to kiss them. Now, he would have to focus on not getting aroused and trying to enjoy the ride, which he would, because he had the best seat in the house. As they drove, Erik found himself slumping a little towards the driving seat, just gently resting his arm against Robert's seat. Would he fall asleep on him?

"This is nice. Just being here with good company and ignoring the chaos behind us."

Sometimes, quiet could be golden.