Daniel frowned, looking away from the knowing smirk. "Johnny... don't." He cradled his bottle of beer in his hands, and took another sip. "I told you, I just wanted to see you. I missed you." He hadn't really known what he had been expecting when he pulled up at Johnny's apartment.
"Where do you want to go tomorrow? Golf 'n' Stuff? Restaurant? Movie? What do you fancy doing?"