“Proof that you’re a talented lover.”
His dimples dig into his cheeks, punctuating the shy smile he offers as he brushes a shaggy lock of hair from his forehead. Covering them up just seems…right. XNXX Putting his free arm around her and outstretching his hand, he adds, “Hi, I’m Sam.”
Sketchy guy is uncomfortable now. “What about that one?” Dean asks, gesturing to a blonde on the dance floor. She was what I needed. “What the hell happened to you?”
“Apparently Missy had a boyfriend and…”
Sam chuckles, his dimples digging canyons into his cheeks as he shakes his head. “We’re not hustling her, Dean,” he answers. Grabbing his shirt, Megan pulls Sam in for another kiss. But not tonight. This was what I needed. Words of love aren’t necessary. “I had a rough day at work. Before it’s always been in the bedroom with little more than candlelight if not complete darkness. He almost walks away until he catches a pleading look in her eyes. “Jerk! He has been the strange man invited into a woman’s home before, though not with the same frequency as Dean.
