"What?" I say, turning towards him slightly. He doesn't know about us... does he? "I just mean, we would have had more space, that's all." He smiles at me, before dropping his arm from the back of the sofa to around my shoulder. "I'm not complaining though." He says quietly, before he turns back to face the TV, leaving his arm there. I feel as if ice has been thrown over me by his comment. I keep hoping that Danny will stop flirting with me. I mean surely he notices how I don't reciprocate it anymore... not that I really ever did anyway, but at least I enjoyed it before Jackson. I have to do something about this. I really don't want to lead him on, but now really is not the time to say anything, especially in front of other people. I settle myself back into the sofa, facing the TV and watc
