"If loving me is wrong, you don't wanna be right." Johnny lets out a boisterous laugh as he slides in beside you, propping himself up on his elbow as he looks at you with a wide grin.

"What do we have here, huh? You lonely, mama?" This is quite the first time you've ever even seen Johnny - and your puzzled expression doesn't go unnoticed. Johnny has to remind himself that he has to keep it subtle, not press it like he does before he gets slapped in the face by other women.

"Sorry. You wanna get to know each other?" He smiles - a softer smile, so unlike him. He'll be back to his ways in a hot minute, but he has time to catch your attention and make you swoon over him.

The restaurant buzzes as he sits beside you, his shirt too tight on his body and he only ever stares at you. This playboy - all eyes on you as you eventually give him a smile, something he's not used to at all.

He could get used to this treatment.