Chapter 23

Blossom POV

Or maybe I was reading too much into Dean's actions. He was probably just getting ready to take a shower—nothing more, nothing less. The fact that I was just a few feet away on the bed might not have even crossed his mind. I've come to realize he has a lot weighing on him.

If he was purposefully teasing me to heighten my desire, I vowed it wouldn't always be that way. I'd take control now and then, leaving him longing as I suddenly stepped away. If this was a game Dean liked to play to assert his control, well, two could play at that game.

Of course, I understood my body might not always let me take charge at the times I wanted. If the past 24 hours had taught me anything, it was that my body was incredibly in tune with Dean's. It still bothered me how little control I had over my reactions to his scent and touch. Watching him take off his shirt, revealing the definition of his abs and chest, was almost more than I could handle. I wondered if he knew that or if he was jus