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"Take off your jeans."

As soon as Dean says this I look at him. "So I can see the scratches." He says with a smirk. "Wouldn't you like it if I took them off?"

"I can't lie. I would like it." He says looking straight in my eyes. I'm waiting for him to say Kidding. I'm kidding. But he doesn't say it.

I feel my body blush and he smiles. "What?" He asks. "Nothing. Nothing." Dean sometimes makes comments that make wonder.

He walks away as I sit on the stool. Dean comes back seconds later with a first aid kit. "I'm sure it's not that bad." I say as he opens the box.

He pulls out disinfecting cream and some wipes. He props my right leg on another stool and slowly pulls up my jeans.

"It's bleeding a bit. It might hurt when I wipe it with this, okay?" He puts some cream on the wipes and looks at me. "Okay."

He runs the wipe across my scratched knee and I wince. "Almost done." He says running the wipe against it again. 

He grabs a big bandaid and puts it on my knee. "There you go all done with this one now let's see your other one."

He moves my right leg off the stool carefully. Then he grabs my left leg and puts it on the stool.

"This one isn't so bad." He says as he pulls my jeans up. He does the same thing and puts another bandaid on it.

"Doctor Ambrose huh?" I ask with a grin. "Of course. Now that's going to cost you." He says as he closes the box.

"How much?" I ask as I hop off the stool. "Mmm ten dollars." He says with a low chuckle.

"No you know what thinking about it. How about you pay me with something else?" He asks.

"With what?" I ask. He steps closer to me. He bends down to my height. "With a kiss." He says slowly.

I swallow and I start getting nervous. "A kiss?" My voice comes out shaky. "Why not? You've kissed me before haven't you?"

"Well yes but..." my voice trails off as he wraps his arm around my waist. "But what? Are you scared?"

"No." I answer trying to sound confident. "Okay then. Come on kiss me." He whispers. His warm breath hits my cheek and he puts my hair behind my ear.

My heart starts beating loudly. We start getting closer to each other. He slowly grabs my face and closes his eyes.

As we start leaning towards each other his mom walks in. "Oh! Sorry! Sorry!" She says with a small laugh. Dean and I pull away from each other harshly.

I even hit my side on the table. "Don't worry you guys can keep doing what you were doing." She giggles as she puts some groceries on the table.

"Let me help you with the rest." Dean says grabbing the rest of the groceries from his mom and dad.

"Did you guys settle in?" Deans dad asks. I help them unpack groceries. "Yes we did." Dean responds. After we're done unpacking his mom starts making some food.

I help her peel potatoes and carrots. "So Dean your brother said he will get here tomorrow." She says.

"That's great." Dean answers. "It is. I'm so excited. After Christmas Eve we're going do a little reunion. Some of our relatives couldn't make it tomorrow. I'm looking forward for you to meet our other relatives Aj."

"Oh mom Aj has to leave on Christmas." Dean says coming behind me. He stands beside me as I wash my hands on the kitchen sink.

"What? But why?" She asks sadly. "I have to see my family too." I say with a small smile. "Oh that's right. Silly me." She says with a chuckle.

•••"Where's the bathroom?" I ask Dean as I grab my nightgown. "Down the hall." He answers as he takes out his stuff.

On the way out I grab my toothpaste and toothbrush. I walk to the bathroom to change and get ready for bed.

After I brush my teeth I look at myself in the mirror. Sharing the room with Dean makes me jittery.

I tie my hair in a ponytail and take a deep breath. When I open the door Dean is already standing outside.

I jump up startled. "Sorry to scare you." He grins and I smile nervously. "It's okay." I say walking by.

My bag is lying on the floor. I bend down to put my clothes, toothbrush and toothpaste up. When I lay on the cold bed I put the blanket all the way up to my nose.

Only my eyes are showing. I'm shivering and I close my eyes trying to warm up. I'm not sure if I'm cold or I'm just extremely nervous. "Pretending to sleep again?"

My eyes open and meet Deans mesmerizing eyes. "No just trying to warm up." I answer removing the blanket from my face.

As I put the blanket down my arms and chest get cold. Dean sits on the edge of the bed and begins taking off his boots.

He gets up and takes off his jacket. I watch intensely as he takes off his shirt. He's unbuckling his pants and he looks at me.

Dean keeps a straight face which only makes me more nervous. "I sleep in boxers. Remember?" He asks still looking at me.

It's so intimidating and but I can't look away. I'm frozen. "I know." I reply. His lips curl up as he slowly smiles.

He takes off his pants and throws it on the floor. He puts his hands on his waist. My eyes slowly travel up his body from his feet to his face.

He doesn't say anything just keeps smiling. I finally look away as my eyelashes flutter uncontrollably. What is wrong with me?

Dean walks to the closet and pulls out two blankets. He unfolds one and puts it on the floor.

"What are you doing?" I ask. "Getting ready to sleep." He says as he walks over to he bed to grab a pillow.

"You can sleep with me." I say. He stops and looks at me. "You want me to sleep with you? On the same bed?"

"Yes. I mean if you want. I don't want you to sleep on the floor. I mean we are at your house."

He walks over to the floor and picks up the blanket he had laid out. He puts the blankets back in the closet.

He then turns off the light. I watch as he walks over to me. He gets in the bed and I suddenly feel shaky. "You're cold." He mumbles.

"A little." I answer. He scoots closer to me. He opens his arms and wraps them around me. I hold my breath as I feel his bare arms.

"You can breathe you know." He laughs. I finally breath and my face turns red. I'm glad it's dark and he can't see it.

"Sorry." I say nervously. He laughs again, "You apologize so much when you're nervous." He says. "What makes you think I'm nervous?"

"Everything." He says looking down at me. I can see his face from the light coming from outside the house.

"It's just... odd that we're laying here and ... and that we're close." I say biting the inside of my lip.

"I don't find it odd." He says. "I kind of like it. Feels nice." He adds. I smile and lay my head on his chest.

I feel a spark run though my body and I wrap my arms around him. At first he tenses up but then relaxes to my touch.

"Goodnight." I say as I close my eyes. I feel myself slowly drift to sleep. Just when I'm about to be completely knocked out. I hear Dean whisper a soft goodnight.