Authors Note: I want to thank all of you for all the reviews on this story! They have been great! I'm so glad this story is so popular! And thank you April for telling me to go for it! It's so different but I love writing it! Yay for imagination :D


Brianna was sipping a fruit drink at the café she met Katrina at. She was sitting across from Katrina telling her about last night.

"That must have been some strong wine," she said as she took a sip of her coffee, "Then what?"

Brianna tried to think what happened after that but it was all a blank, "I don't know. I mean I woke up with his shirt on but I know nothing happened."

Katrina made a face, "How do you know? I mean you don't just wake up with a random guy's shirt on."

"He wasn't random. He was a gentleman."

"That pulled out every move in the book and told you what you wanted to hear. Come on Bri! You're 23 years old. You fell for it all!"

Bri frowned as she twirled the straw around in her cup. Katrina noticed the look on her face and sighed, "I'm sorry, ok? Do you like him?"

Brianna shrugged and looked up at her, "I don't know. I mean it was the first date so…"

"You expect a second date?" She arched an eyebrow.

"Why not? Weren't you the one that told me to talk to him at the bar the other night? What's with all this negativity towards him? You don't even know him!"

"And neither do you! Look I'm sorry it's just…it's the second time you talked to this guy, third if you can count the interview at Shelby's crime scene. He's a DA living in a mansion. Where did he get all this money? And he buys you this diamond necklace and-" She stopped noticing the face on her friend again and she wouldn't even look at her. Katrina bit her tongue, "Again…I'm sorry. I think I'm just taking all my negative energy out on you and him."

"Well thanks for trying to apologize." She gave a smirk.

"Alright let's go." The two stood up and grabbed their bags."Well, there's one good thing about Dean if you do start dating him or you marry him."

Brianna made a face looking at her friend as they left the café. "And what is that?"

"He's loaded and loves to spoil you. So if you want to do a shopping day with your best friend I'm all up for it if he pays."

The girls laughed and continued down the sidewalk looking through the stores. As Katrina was talking and they were walking down the sidewalk Dean came out of a store in front of them running right into Brianna.

"Dean," she said with a surprised smile and bit her bottom lip.

"Brianna, I didn't expect to see you here." He grinned shoving his hands in his pockets. The two continued to stare at each other while Katrina arched an eyebrow looking at them.

She cleared her throat and Brianna looked away, "Oh, uh, Dean you remember my friend Katrina right?"

Dean looked away from Brianna and at Katrina, "Oh hi Katrina how are you?"

"Well other than a stomach ache all of a sudden I'm peachy."

Brianna made a face at her and turned back to Dean, "What are you doing here?"

"Shopping," he said turning back to her, "Probably the same as you."

She tucked her hair behind her ear and Katrina rolled her eyes, "What a coincidence?" she mumbled and Brianna gave her another look.

"Don't be rude," she muttered back and looked back at Dean, "Sorry she has the tendency to speak without thinking."

Dean smirked, "It's alright, we all have friends like that."

"So did Nigel tell you I'm sorry for not saying goodbye?"

"Yes he did. To be honest I was quite upset that you didn't say goodbye in person. I was hoping we could have had breakfast together."

"I know I'm really sorry. I had to meet up with Katrina. And I kind of heard you having a bad morning so…"

"Oh the yelling…yeah district attorney stuff." She nodded looking around, "So do you need anything?"

"Huh? Oh no I have everything I need I think. We were just window shopping."

"What's the fun in that? Teasing yourselves on things you can't have."

"Well maybe one day in the future I will have enough money to buy myself one of the things in the window."

Dean smiled as he took out his wallet handing her a credit card, "Take this."

"What? No Dean I can't you've done so much already…"

"I insist that you take it. Get whatever you want. My treat."

"I really shouldn't-"

"Brianna take it."

She looked into his eyes as she slowly took it from him, "Ok…but I'm not going to use it."

"Yes you will. Let it be another gift from me."

"How will I give this back to you?"

"Tonight."

"Tonight?"

"Yeah have dinner with me tonight at my place, please."

Brianna bit her bottom lip, "Ok."

Dean grinned, "Great." He leaned in and kissed her cheek. "I'll have my driver pick you up." He looked at Katrina and nodded, "Katrina."

"Oh I'm actually noticed I'm flattered." She mocked him by putting her hand on her chest. He looked away from her and looked back at Brianna giving her a wink. She chewed on her bottom lip watching him walk away.

"What was that?" asked Katrina placing a hand on her hip.

"What?"

"You didn't hesitate or anything when he told you to go to his house. You were like a little puppet."

"No I wasn't."

"Yes you were and he didn't even ask. He told you."

"Yes he did…he said please."

Katrina rolled her eyes and took the credit card out of Brianna's hand, "At least he's willing to pay for things. Damn…American Express…probably stolen."

"He's the DA he wouldn't steal."

Katrina rolled her eyes again, "Sure." She started walking away and Brianna frowned at her friends attitude towards Dean and her relationship. Did they have a relationship? Dean was acting like they did. Maybe they were just two people dating…she didn't know.

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Brianna wiped her mouth with the napkin and smiled at Dean, "That was delicious."

"Glad you enjoyed it. It's a recipe that has been passed down from generation to generation in my family." She watched him get up and took her plate placing it on the counter for Nigel to take.

"So you made it?"

Dean smiled, "Another talent under my sleeve."

She chuckled, "Wow you're like your own swiss army pocket knife. Any other talents I should know about?"

Dean smirked as he kissed her the side of her mouth, "You will just have to find out."

She bit her bottom lip, "Geez with all these talents it's making me look like a boring old doorknob."

"You are far from a boring old doorknob sweetheart."

"Oh yeah?" She leaned on her hand looking at him, "Then what am I?"

He smiled taking the hand she was leaning on, "You are beautiful," he kissed her knuckles never taking his eyes off of her, "intelligent," he kissed the back of her hand, "stunning," he kissed her arm, "gorgeous," he kissed the sensitive part of her arm, the inside of her elbow making her shiver and him grin, "incredible," he kissed her upper arm, "perfect," he kissed her shoulder, "wonderful," he kissed the crook of her neck making her smile grow, "breathtaking," he kissed the side of her jaw then whispered in her ear, "sexy," he gently nibbled on her earlobe and sucked on it causing her breath to hitch and what felt like a lightning bolt shoot through her body, "woman I have ever come across."

"And have you come across a lot of women?" she asked moving her head to look at him and swallowed hard when she saw the pure lust look in his eyes. The look sent shivers to her groin and she bit her bottom lip to control herself.

"Yes but I've only had my eyes on you."

She smiled, "But you've just only met me a couple days ago."

"Let's say I've been searching for you for a long time."

She grinned, "Well you know what to say to a woman to get her to fall for you don't you Mr. Winchester?"

"The only one I want to fall is you."

His charming smooth words were getting to her again. He had that affect on her. No other man that she has encountered who tried to charm the pants off her made her actually think about doing it.

"You're really one of a kind."

He smirked, "And so are you." He kissed her lips tenderly and stood up her hand in his. "Come on."

"Where we going?"

He smiled that charming smile of his that took her breath away as he walked into the music room. There in the music room sat a harp, a piano, a horn, the violin, a guitar and a few other instruments she couldn't remember the name of. He pulled on her hand slightly over to the harp.

"Play with me," he said as he sat down.

"Oh uh, I can't play the harp…I know the piano a bit but the harp no."

With his index finger he told her to come to him. She bit her bottom lip and walked over to him. He took her by the hips and had her sit between his legs, her back against his chest. He pulled the harp over to them. He took her knees in his hands and separated them letting the harp sit between her legs. Some of the front of her dress fell between them. She felt a blush on her cheeks and he smiled.

Dean took her right hand in his and let her hit a few strings. He took her left hand and leaned more against her back. She could feel his toned body through the thin material of his shirt. With his hands on hers he guided her through the harp, teaching her a song she never heard before.

Dean's head was sitting in the crook of her neck as their hands played the music together. He leaned up and whispered in her ear, "Close your eyes."

She did as he said and Dean moved his lips to her neck. She tilted her head to the side giving him more access and licked her lips. His hands were still on hers playing the music. Her heart was beating fast, her breathing becoming heavy; their hands began to move faster on the harp. The music they were playing was beautiful to Brianna's ears; she literally could feel it playing through her body. It was exciting her along with Dean's lips on her skin.

His hands began to pull away from hers and went to open her eyes and he felt her body tense, "No baby…just go with it. Don't stop, keep playing."

She continued to keep her eyes close playing the harp she didn't know she could play. She only knew how to play the piano what the hell was going on? The weather outside began to change. It went from a warm summer's day to a classic summer storm in the matter of seconds.

Dean's hands moved up her arms to her shoulders where he tilted her head to the other side to continue kissing her. She moaned as her hands moved faster on the harp, she could see the music behind her eyelids playing.

Brianna felt his hands move down her body slowly. His left stopped on her waist while his right continued down to her thigh. She felt his body harden against hers and she began to feel even more excited. She licked her dry lips as Dean nuzzled her neck with his face and continued to kiss her neck and shoulders. He moved back to the right side of her neck as his right hand stopped on her thigh curling her soft velvety dress in his hand. His hand started to move up her inner thigh.

"D-Dean-" she stuttered messing up a tune.

"Shhh…it's alright," his voice reassured her, his hand moving higher up her leg pulling the dress with it. He could feel the heat from her and her breathing was becoming heavier with anticipation remembering the dreams she had. The best dream orgasms and only orgasms she ever had in her life. She was wondering herself if she should let him. They've only known each other for a couple days. Two dates in those days but she felt so well connected to him, so wanted by him…and again she wondered…what was she getting herself into?

Her breath hitched in her throat when his hand rubbed softly against her center. She heard him groan behind her as he slightly bit her shoulder. Dean could feel her wet center so close to his hand. He rubbed a few times against it, getting her wetter. Her hands moved fast against the harps strings.

Brianna felt him push her panties to the side and his middle finger slid against her folds. Her breathing became rapid knowing this is the first time she ever let a man touch her like this. Her eyes were still close doing what he said; playing the music as he…dare she say, played her.

Dean watched her reaction as the tip of his finger pushed slightly into her tight womanhood, knowing her purity, her virginity; it excited him and made his inner self want her more. She took a deep breath as the tip was pulled out then he pushed up to the first knuckle letting her adjust.

"Just relax," he whispered in her ear, "Listen to the music, play my dear."

"Dean…" she moaned as he pushed the rest of his finger inside her. She felt filled but not entirely as his finger slid in and out of her at a slow pace.

The storm outside was almost to a calm all it was doing was raining hard now as she played the harp and Dean played with her.

Brianna felt his hard on against her back and it excited her more thinking about it. She never thought these thoughts before. What was she doing thinking these thoughts having this man she barely knew touch her in ways she never been touched? Making her feel sinful pleasure that she knew was wrong.

Dean's thumb rubbed against her clit slow at first, going with the rhythm of his finger. She opened her mouth slightly letting small cries of pleasure escape them. Dean watched, excited, and turned on and hungry for her. He knew it wasn't today, it wouldn't be tomorrow but some day he will have her. He just had to continue what he was doing nothing was going to stand in his way.

Brianna felt that feeling like she felt before in her dreams except stronger. Her orgasm was coming, she could feel it. Her hands were playing faster and as they went faster his hand went faster, the rain outside beat quickly against the window. She licked her dry lips and bit the bottom one moaning loudly but trying to keep it under control.

"That's it…you're so beautiful," he cooed in her ear, "Let it go. It's just me. Let it go, Brianna. Let go for me."

As if his words had power, she felt her world crumbling down. She tilted her head back her hands leaving the harp to wrap around the back of his neck, her nails digging into him. She moaned his name his finger driving farther and faster up inside her, his thumb torturing her swollen nub and his fingers being slicked with her womanly juices.

"Stay the night," Dean said against her lips as he had her against the railing on the one staircase leading upstairs. His lips attached themselves to hers again. She smiled in the kiss and pulled back.

"I can't," she shook her head; "I have work tomorrow."

"Skip it," he said kissing her again. She moaned into the kiss his hands on her waist holding her to him.

"I wish I could but someone has to pay my rent."

"I'll pay it. This month," kiss, "next months," kiss, "this whole year." She laughed and he smiled listening to her laugh and playing with her hair.

She placed her hands on his chest and looked up at him with that sweet smile that broke could break any man's heart. "I can't."

"You can stay in the guest bedroom again."

"You just won't give up will you?" she asked licking her lips.

"On you? Never. I'll fight for you until the end of time."

She smiled shaking her head as she slipped out from between him and the railing. She shook her head, "I can't." She was walking backwards towards the door and Dean stared at her, "Don't look at me like that…I have work. Maybe Friday."

"Tomorrow."

She laughed scratching her head and looking up at him as he made his way towards her, "I'm spending time with Katrina tomorrow."

"Then spend time with her then come stay with me."

"I have work all week Dean. I'm a secretary, I gotta be there."

Dean sighed tilting his head back then looking at her, "I'll find a way to see you."

"You do that and let me know how that works out." She stood on her tip toes and kissed his lips smiling as she pulled away and opened the front door walking out. Dean had his hand on the door as he closed it. He growled knowing he had to get Katrina out of the way and somehow manage to have Brianna lose her job so she could run to him when she had nothing left and he will be there.

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"I am on my way," said Brianna smiling as she drove down the road in her car.

"Well, now that I have you to myself," said Katrina on the other line, "How was dinner at the prince's house?"

"Will you stop with the rude comments already, please? And it was all…good." Brianna bit her bottom lip.

"Good. Just good? I wish I could see your face right now because I know when you are lying and when something is up."

"Ok," she grinned, "It was more than good. We did a few things."

"Brianna! What did you do?"

"Well, we ate dinner then he led me into the music room and he taught me to play the harp."

"The harp? Oh yeah that's awesome."

"I'm not finished…something happened. I can't explain it. He had his hands on mine and then told me to close my eyes and while they were close his hands left mine and I was actually playing by myself and his hands…they moved all over my body then…well…" Brianna blushed bright read and bit her bottom lip.

"Girl! You can't just leave a friend hanging like that! What the hell happened?"

"Let's just say the harp strings aren't the only things that got attention from his fingers last night."

"Oh. My. God. He fingered you!"

"Don't say it like that! You made it sound so dirty."

"Well sweetheart there's no other way to say it accept for saying he slipped ya the digits and I don't mean his phone number. How was it?"

Brianna smiled, "Wonderfully satisfying."

"So you had your first orgasm…welcome to womanhood. Some men can pull it off other's cant."

"Well," Brianna sighed heavily, "he sure can."

"Alright I want more details when you get here."

"Ok bye." Brianna hung up the phone and continued down the road when she felt her car begin to slow down. "What the hell?" She looked at the gas she was still at half, nothing was blinking her car just totally died. She pulled over to the side of the road and got out. She opened the hood and looked around as some cars beeped at the view. She glared at them and pulled her cell phone out. If she called Katrina it would take her an hour to get there because she had no car and getting a taxi this time of night during rush hour was not a good sign. Brianna went to Dean's name and sighed. She clicked on it and put her cell to her ear.

"Hey Brianna, I was just thinking about you. Thought you were going to Katrina's?"

"I am…was…um, I have a problem."

"What's wrong? You're not hurt are you?"

"No, no nothing like that to me anyway. My car just died out. I don't know what's wrong. Could you help, please?"

"Where are you?"

"Rainathon's Bridge."

"At this time of the day, you're car decided to break down? Baby stay on the side I don't want anything happening to you. There are lunatics on that bridge right now. I'm heading out right now. Just wait for me."

"Ok, thanks." She hung up the phone and thought it was cute how Dean was so concerned about her.

Brianna did as Dean said and stayed on the side of the bridge. There was no way she was going to try to walk across this bridge for help. People were flying back and forth on it. After twenty minutes of waiting Dean finally showed up parking in front of her. He got out of his car and walked up to her placing a hand on her face.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah."

"Are you sure?"

"Dean I'm fine it's my car that's broken down not me." She laughed and he kissed her forehead. He looked under the hood and she watched as he fiddled with the engine and battery. Anything else he could get his hands on. After a few minutes he shook his head looking at her.

"It's gone. It's just dead."

"What? Great this is all I need!"

"What do you expect when you buy an old car like this?"

She gave him a face, "What about your car Dean? It's older than mine!"

"She's a classic and I take care of her."

Brianna sighed, "Great…now I'm either going to have to get a taxi everyday to work or take the bus. Thank goodness I didn't throw away my bus pass." She ran a hand through her hair, "Thanks…Could you maybe give me a ride to Katrina's?"

"Yeah no problem." She went to grab her bag when Dean stopped her, "I'll get it I don't want anything happening to you."

She gave him a small smile as he went over to grab her bag from the car. He watched from the car as she dialed Katrina's number. He waved his hand in the air and watched as a frown came on her face. She tried again and Dean did the same thing. He got out of the car and saw the look on her face.

"What's the matter baby?"

"She's not answering the phone."

"Maybe she had an emergency and had to leave."

Brianna bit her bottom lip, "I'm going to try one more time and if she doesn't answer you can drive me home."

"How about this? She doesn't answer you come back to my place?"

"And do what?" She smiled.

"Well it's a nice warm day, I have a pool we could go for a nice dip. What do you say?"

"I'll have to grab my swimsuit from my apartment which by the way you are not going in because your house compared to mine looks like something a mouse would live in it's so small."

Dean smirked, "I don't care where you live for now anyway." He walked her to the passenger side.

"For now huh?"

"Yeah because you know pretty soon, you'll be moving in with me."

She raised her eyebrows, "Oh yeah?"

He smiled, "Yeah."

"Who says?"

"I say and what I say goes."

She laughed, "We'll see Mr. DA."


Authors Note: Because I am making too big of chapters (haha) I asked my colleague April (Dean's Sassy Seductress) what I should do. She told me I should cut my chapter in half. So there are more chapters, more surprises and it doesn't make me feel like I am holding back from you guys either and also taking forever to write the damn thing. Hope you enjoyed and I know all of you now want Dean to teach you how to play the harp…dudes I swear randomly popped into my head. Haha…please review.