Sanctuary

Chapter Eleven - Blue Blood.

As soon as I heard the voice, I jerked my lips away from his and looked over his shoulder to see who had caught us. When I saw the blonde hair - I had a mini heart attack. But when I also saw the big 'Show Off' T shirt that was draped over her, I noticed that it wasn't Anna - it was Becky.

"I KNEW YOU TWO HAD THE HOTS FOR EACHOTH-"

Dean rushed away from me and quickly grabbed her by the shoulders, shaking her. "Shut up!" He whisper yelled. "Shut the fuck up, right now before you wake everybody up!"

She looked at him wide eyed and I hopped down from the counter. Peeking into the living room making sure Dolph and Sage were still asleep before I returned my attention to her.

"What are you doing awake?" I whispered.

"I always get thirsty after sex." She said a bit more quietly, afraid that he would shake her again. "So I came to get some water and saw THIS going on."

"If you saw what was going on why didn't you just turn the fuck around and leave us alone?" Ambrose demanded through clenched teeth.

"I was shocked." She blurted out, a smile coming across her face as she looked between us. "I just knew that it was something up with you two. The way you were looking at eachother."

"Look, you can't tell anyone about this." I said firmly. "Or I'll rip out your hair from the roots."

"I won't tell a soul. In fact, I can let you finish if that's what you want."

"Let us finish." Ambrose scoffed, releasing her. "How the hell are we supposed to do that? If you walked in on us anyone could walk in on us."

He was right about that - as much as I hated to admit it - it was extremely easy for anyone to catch us in the act. That other person being Anna or one of my friends who'd I'd never hear the end of it from.

"I've got a room on the eighteenth floor." She offered. "If you guys want, you can totally use it."

We exchanged looks, his being more devious than mine. It sure as hell was better than a counter.

"Where's the key?" He asked and she smiled big, holding up her finger.

"Give me a second to find it." She jogged into the living room and we watched her turn the place upside for it before she fished it out from under the couch.

I looked down at the feeling of Dean lacing his fingers through mine. When I glanced up at him, he smirked arrogantly.

"We'll be fucking in a few seconds, blue blood. I think it's okay for me to hold your hand."

I hiked up an eyebrow and started to talk before Becky came back, placing the key in my other hand.

"Room 1847. Just three floors down."

"Nice. How big is the bed?"

"Does it matter?" Ambrose took the key. "We'd do it on the fucking couch if we had to. Come on," He tugged me towards the door.

"Wait!" Becky whisper yelled. "You can't go out there like that! People will get suspicious."

I looked down at my unzipped shorts and exposed bra then back up to him. "She's right."

"Well what are you going to do? Creep back in the room and get one?"

"Here." Becky pulled off Dolph's shirt revealing her own naked body that left Dean with his mouth open. "You can put this on."

"Thanks." I slipped it over my head and allowed it to fall mid thigh. "Alright, come on." I tugged him noticing he didn't move.

"Not so fast, Blake." He murmured glancing at Becky. "I think everything would be a bit more fun with an additional person."