The moment that hand found his waist, Danny froze. It was one thing when Patty tried to do something like that. At least she was a girl. A girl he would never date, because who wanted to date something that perky? But then he could gracefully extract himself. It was expected. He was the school bad boy. All girls secretly wanted him. But this? This wasn't like that. For starters, there was a moment where it felt like it was summer again. Just the way it should be. But this wasn't the beach anymore.

At at once, Danny put his arms up as if he needed to fight and shoved himself back. He twisted himself out of Tanner's grasp. He needed a moment to compose himself. Running a hand over his hair to ensure it was still in place. Looking around for anyone who might have seen.

"I just can't, alright?" He was already backing away a few steps. "I've...I've gotta meet the guys." That sparked an idea, what he might need to explain this. "It's just that...well, think of it like this. You're still a surfer, and now I'm a biker." He dragged his hands down the front of his leather jacket. Shouldn't that have been obvious to both of them at the start of the day?