Loving Dean Winchester

Chapter 7

EM'S POV
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I seriously have bought way more clothes than i need. We've gone to about 7 different stores. Victoria's Secret is last on my list. I tell Dean that he can stay outside, but as I walk into the dressing room after picking out 3 laced bra's and matching underwear, he walks into the store. I try on my first bra, making sure it looks right. It's bright red. I try on the second. Fits perfect, but when i put the third one on, it wont snap. I try to get a worker's attention, but know one will answer. An idea pops into my head... but its not gunna happen, it cant happen. I call for a worker again... still no answer.

"Dean," I yell, regretting what I am about to say.

"Yea..." he replies.

"I.. uh... need a little help in here."

He rushes into the room. "What do you need?"

"It wont snap." I'm so embarrassed.

I open the door and Dean walks in. I face the mirror, not wanting to make eye contact. He snaps it in the back and glides his hands across my shoulders... My heart is racing. His hand moves down my side. My chest rapidly moves up and down. I feel his body press up against mine. His leather jacket rubs against my back.

"Is everything working out for you in there?" a worker interrupts.

I pull from Dean, realizing that we should get going. Dean sighs. "Yep. Just perfect," I say sarcastically. Dean exits the room after the worker has left. We leave Victoria's Secret... successfully.

We go to a bar downtown for dinner. Sam, I suppose can fend for himself for a little while. Dean and I order the same thing; Bacon cheeseburger with extra bacon, and fries. He orders two beers, one for me and him. I've never had a beer before. I guess it's because my parents died of a drunk driver.
When the waitress brings us our drinks, she asks, "So how long have you two been together?"

I laugh, "Oh were no-"

"Actually we just got hitched a few days ago... just got back from our honeymoon," Dean interrupts.

I glare at him. He winks, causing me to blush.

"Awww," the waitress says, "you guys are too cute."

Dean smiles as the girl walks away. "What was that?" I exclaim.

"What? Just a little fun, that's all."

I laugh, chucking the crumpled up napkin at his beautiful face. He laughs and chucks it back. I begin to throw it at him again but the waitress brings us our food. I'm excited, it's been a while since I've had a good bar burger, so if this isn't top notch, I'm going to be a little upset. I hesitate on drinking the beer. Dean looks at me funny.

"Why aren't you drinking it?" he asks.

"I've never really..."

"No... you've never had a beer before!"

"Alcohol in general."

"Well... Give it a try, it's delicious."

I take a swig. It's bitter, but not too bad. I smile at Dean and he smiles back. "I think I'm gunna need a couple more," I say, taking a few more gulps.

"Take it easy there, sweetheart."

Sweetheart... I feel so attracted to Dean. I mean, I've only known him for a few days, but he's the closest person to me right now. Cliche, I know.

When we finish up at the bar, I've had at least three beers, and am completely drunk. Everything is a daze.

Dean takes me back to the motel, and I sing for the first few minutes, but I don't even know if I'm actually singing. I can feel him looking at me and smiling. I don't care if I sound terrible or not, I'm having a blast. I even managed to get Dean to sing with me to Wanted Dead or Alive.

I fell asleep about halfway through the ride back. I wake up as Dean carries me inside and places me on the bed. I don't want him to know I'm awake, so I fake it. It was about 11 when we left the bar, so it's probably about 11:30 now. He tucks me under the covers and says goodnight.

Goodnight Dean.