"There's only one bone you have to worry about in my body, Newark," Johnny retorted with a wink. He pulled into a parking space opposite the coffee shop and cut the engine.
He got out of the van and waited until Daniel was out as well before resting his hand at the small of his back to guide him across the road to the coffee shop. A total alpha move that just dared anyone to mess with his little Jersey punk.
Opening the door, he nodded at the mostly empty tables. "Go grab us a seat, I'll get the drinks."