“Yeah, Sammy?”
Pulling the toothbrush out of his mouth for a moment, he says, “Shut up.”
Dean scowls and reaches over the side of his mattress for a discarded boot. I’ll feel better if I know you aren’t sleeping in the car when I get lucky with Chrissy.”
“The waitress’s name is Missy,” Sam corrects. Japan xxx Her scent, her fingers in his hair, the weight of her head against his chest – all of it. “I had a rough day at work. “I’m not taking a drunk girl to bed just because you think I’m uptight.”
Frowning, Dean takes another look around. It’s delicate and cool to the touch. “Do I need to draw you a picture?” he ribs. After the night I had, I deserve to live vicariously…”
“Hey, Dean?” he says playfully, his eyes twinkling and his smile unfading.
