"Holy shit, babe." Dean said, taking in Daniel's house. He peered out the windshield to see the house. "It's huge." He added, whistling. He then set his eyes on Daniel. "You have done so well for yourself." Dean told him, his tone serious. Then he gave him a smile. "Let's go inside. I am wiped."
He squeezed Daniel's hand tightly. "I hope you like breakfast, it's the one thing I really know how to cook. Well, and burgers and hot dogs on the grill." Dean added, nodding. He brushed his lips across Daniel's. "Are you ready for this, babe?"