See my disclaimer in chapter 1 :) Hope everyone is enjoying!

Things heated up quickly once we made it back to the car, a lot quicker than I expected. His lips found mine our mouths clashed together as if the only think keeping us alive was the contact of our mouths. We came together with a chemistry I had never experienced before, every touch, no matter how minute, felt like electricity. It was almost as if we fit together, he knew all the right buttons of mine to push and somehow I knew his too. Before we even got the door to the car open his hand was my shirt and he was copping a feel. I separated our mouths long enough to look at his green eyes, alive with a lustful fire, and to say with as much breath as I could muster, "Not here, we have to at least get back to the hotel." As turned on as I was I still had dignity and I was really respected. Doing the dirty deed with Dean Winchester outside the bar would ruin that hard fought for reputation.

"Come on; take a walk on the wild side. What's more fun than having sex with an extremely attractive guy on the outside of a gorgeous Impala named Baby?" He laughed low and sultry, his mouth finding its way to my neck to kiss my pulse and his fingers working deftly at my belt buckle. It was all I could do to not let him have his way right then and there, but I had to think of what the guys would say should they see, or God forbid, hear me. I'd be the laughing stock of the hunter world and I would probably never get a job again. And so I pushed him away.

"You named your car Baby, really?" I laughed and leaned up to give him a slow, passionate kiss; our tongues and mouths moving with each other in perfect harmony, breaking it off way to soon in order to walk around the car and open the passenger door. "Come on biggun, I am not a lady you want to keep waiting." I don't think I've ever seen a man open a door and crank a car so fast in my lifetime, and probably never will again.

"Woman you kill me. You really do. I haven't been this hot for a woman in a long time and you just have to make me drive back to the hotel. I'm gonna combust." Dean shifted uncomfortably in the driver seat of the car, clearly still aroused, but all I could manage to do was laugh at him. That earned me a sharp look. "Look, you're doing something to me no woman has done in a really long time. If I didn't know any better I would say you were possessed." Another sharp glance told me he was only half joking.

I pulled out my flask of Holy Water and took a deep swig, just to prove to him that I was indeed a human hunter. "Holy Water, I promise. And trust me, I feel the same way, to be honest I've never felt like this before. Period. Feelings like this make things messy, they get you hurt in the heat of battle. But I can't stop it, and I tried." I looked him in the eyes, my desire only growing. "Dean we've never even met before, what is this?" My voice came across as sincere and sultry all at the same time.

"I don't know, but I sure as hell ain't complaining sweetheart." I swear I was going to pounce on him then, his voice had me coming undone, but I saw the neon lights of the motel right in the nick of time. "You better get yourself ready, sweetheart, because I promise you will not be able to walk when I get done with you." I probably could've gotten off just from him talking to me. As he parked the car I slid across the seat and pressed my lips against, if we didn't do something soon I was going to melt into a puddle of Winchester induced sexual frustration. "The hotel room, now." He growled and who was I but to oblige?

~~~~~Several Hours of Adult Acts Later~~~~~

We fit together like the last two pieces of a thousand piece puzzle. Lying in his arms after he rocked my world, multiple times might I add, felt like the most right thing in the world and I felt like if I tried to get up the foundations holding the earth might crumble and fall. I was satisfied and warm, Dean was stroking my auburn hair and the warmth of his bare chest on my cheek was all I could ask for. The only thought going through my mind was that I was in love with this man I had only just met. Not that I would ever tell him that.

I felt Dean draw in a deep breath and looked up to see a peculiar look on his face. I braced myself, not knowing what was coming but expecting the worst, after all; he was the king of one night stands with a bad reputation for morning after tact. "What is it Dean? What's the matter?" He looked down at my and flashed his trademark grin and brought his hand to stroke my cheek.

"Nothing, sweetheart, I'm just thinking. I'm only thinking." I could physically feel my features twist up in confusion. I propped myself up on my elbows and studied him, from the fine planes of his chest to the stubble on his shin. And again I am struck by just how beautiful he is, I know that deep down on the inside he is good and pure and brave and strong. The man I have fallen in love with in the space of six hours is a hero.

"Please tell me, you won't scare me off I promise. Just please tell me."

"It's crazy; it's really out there on a limb." The look in his eyes made me not care.

"I don't care. I'm sure I've heard crazier, I mean after all, I hunt demons for a living."

"I think I love you. I have this feeling in my chest and I think I love you." His voice was soft and he had closed his eyes, like he was scared of how I would take it. But I felt the same way.

And just as soon as I opened my mouth to say just those words I so desperately wanted to say my phone started ringing off the hook. Perfect.