Truth was, as much as Blake wanted a new car, especially one as hot and as expensive as the McLaren, he hadn't come out tonight to race and get a new car. At least not tonight. If he was to teach Nico about everything, he wanted to see what he was working with. Dinner with the handsome man was just an added benefit.

And driving said hot and expensive car.

"It's true," he agrees with a grin. "It's nice to see the fruits of your labor in a car."

He pulls out his phone again, shoots off a text to Austin before tucking it back into his pocket. He locks up his car, glad it was in a valid parking spot that wouldn't be towed so that it'll be fine there for a couple of hours until he got back.

"Definitely," he said, taking the keys from him with a smirk before walking to the driver's side.