E/O Challenge: Student
Word Count: 100
No special requests this week. No spoilers, no blood.
Thanks to Scotia for the last minute title save!
"She's a school teacher."
"You hated school, Dean."
"Not the teachers, Sammy-boy. I'm going to give her a few lessons." Dean shrugged into his jacket, flipping the collar up. "The class may run long—maybe you should find a student yourself, bro."
Sam's gaze drifted across the bar. That redhead was still looking at him. And smiling. Blushing, he looked back at Dean and his shit-eating grin.
"I just knew you were related to me." A wave and Dean was gone, a curvy brunette tucked securely under one arm.
Sam took a breath, stood, and turned to the bar. Yahtzee.
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