"That they loved me." He said, looking towards Ernie as he walked over to them. "Romantically, I mean."
He glanced at the drink and chuckled. "You didn't bring me one, are you worried about something, Macmillan?" he asked teasingly before patting the mattress. "Come on, squeeze in, it'll be fun."
"Um, you missed.." Justin thought about it for a moment, trying to resume the conversation. "Lots of talk about romance and how I want it but I'm too bloody terrified of it. And how I really adore Susan and you, but it ends there?"