Renee picked Pamela up from the flower shop and drove her to her house. Of course, Pamela wanted to know how things were going with Renee and her sweetheart.

"We're boyfriend and girlfriend. We do boyfriend and girlfriend things. What else can I say?" Renee said. She flicked on her signal then made a right turn at the stop sign.

"I'm glad. As long as Dean is treating you right, that's all that matters to me," Pam said.

"I honestly can't remember the last time I've been this happy. Dean has made me smile again. Even my own mother has seen a difference in me."

"You're so cute and don't even know it," Pamela said. "Make a right here!"

"Sorry!"

Renee almost always where Pamela lived and would sometimes get lost while driving.

"You need a map," Pamela said.

"I don't," Renee said. "You're home!"

Renee parked the car and unlocked the door.

"Smooches!" Pam said.

Pam and Renee both gave each other a quick smooch on the cheek. Pam unbuckled her seat belt, grabbed her purse, and got out of the car. She waved back at Renee as she made her way to the house.


Dean had been getting dinner prepared when he heard the front door open. He didn't have to look up to know that it was Renee.

"My dimpleface lover," Renee said as she stepped into the kitchen. She put her hands on her hips. "What are you making?"

Dean opened a can of seasoning salt and started to season the chicken.

"I'm making food, my beautiful lady," he said.

"Let me help you," Renee said.

"No, it's fine," Dean said.

"Is Aaron still taking a nap?"

"Yeah. I'll wake up him up soon so he'll get ready for dinner. Lisa is on her way home now."

Renee poured herself a glass of apple juice then sat down at the table. She watched as Dean placed the chicken in the oven then closed the oven door. He checked the pot of green beans on the stove to make sure they weren't burning. If Dean could, he would probably have his cooking show along with Renee. He placed the top back over the pot and looked over to Renee. She had her legs crossed and was sipping her juice.

"What're you looking at?" Dean said.

"You," Renee responded.

Dean walked over to Renee and stood in front of her.

"Don't tickle me!" Renee said.

"You want me to tickle you?" Dean said.

"Nooo!"

Dean poked Renee's stomach.

"I won't tickle ya. This time," Dean said.

"Good," Renee said.

"You know we have unfinished business right?"

"Like?"


"D-D-Dean..." Renee moaned.

Dean was so concentrated on making love to Renee that he almost didn't hear her.

"Hmm?"

"Damn..."

Renee had forgotten about what she was going to say. Dean's hands were gripping Renee's waist tightly as if she was going to escape from him. With every thrust, Renee felt as if she was on cloud nine. The fact she was extremely wet drove Dean even more crazy.

"Fuck..." Dean muttered to himself.

Dean and Renee finally reached their climaxes. Renee felt Dean's hot seed emptying inside of her. She grabbed the sheets and tried to regain her breath.

"That felt good," Renee said.

"Good. I love making love to you," Dean said.

The two of them got up to go to the bathroom to clean up. Dean turned on the shower head, grabbed two washcloths, then hopped in. Renee had to pee real quick. She knew that the shower would or probably wouldn't get hot once she flushed the toilet. It was a risk she was willing to take. Once she was down using the toilet, she flushed it and held her breath. Fortunately, the shower didn't get hot and Dean didn't hop out of the shower. Renee pulled back the shower curtain and stepped behind Dean, closing the shower curtain behind her. Dean took Renee's cloth, lathered it up with soap, then handed it to her. Renee took it and started washing herself. Part of her didn't want to shower. She wanted to lay in the bed with Dean, all sweaty and catching her breath. But a shower was just as nice as well so she didn't complain. Taking showers with Dean sometimes was fun. One time Renee washed Dean's hair and accidentally got soap in his eyes. She thought she'd fall out of the shower laughing her ass off at Dean howling in pain, despite trying to wash the soap out of his eyes.

"You know what we should do?" Dean said. He stood under the shower head to rinse off.

"What is it?" Renee said.

"Karaoke."

Renee stepped past Dean and rinsed off.

"Karaoke, huh?"

"Yup. What do you say?"

"It's a terrific idea."

Renee definitely wanted to see how Dean sounded when he sung. She's heard him hum tunes before but never sing.

"Of course, you'll be the one singing," Renee said.

"I'm the karaoke master," Dean said.

Renee giggled and turned off the shower head.

"Carry me back to the room," Renee said.

"Since you asked so nicely, my queen," Dean said.

Dean and Renee stepped out of the shower and dried off. Tying her towel around her, she waited for Dean to wrap his towel around his waist. He lifted her up and carried her back to the room.

"I was actually joking," Renee said. "But thank you."

"I planned on carrying you back to the room anyway because you're my queen," Dean said.

Renee smiled and gave Dean a kiss.


There was a new bar called The Den that had opened in the area. On the sign outside, karaoke night was in bright green letters underneath the name of the establishment.

Dean and Renee walked into the bar and took in the nice scenery. There was a bar on one side and a stage to the left. It dark inside except for a dark purple light keeping the place lit up. The people in the place were sitting and chatting with each other. Some people were drinking alone while others where drinking with their friends or laughing loudly about a joke at the bar. Others were sitting at round tables in the karaoke area.

Dean and Renee made their way to the bar and ordered two angry orchard apples. After getting their drinks, they walked over to the tables near the karaoke stage. Dean sat the drinks down on the table then pulled out Renee's chair. When she took her seat, Dean sat down as well. He picked up his drink for a toast.

"A toast to our love," Dean said.

Renee picked up her drink and gently tapped it with Dean's.

"To our love," Renee said.

"To our love," Dean said.

They drunk half of their drinks before setting them down on the table again.

"We should order some appetizers as well," Dean said.

"Yeah. I am pretty hungry," Renee said.

"Why didn't you say anything, love?"

Renee shrugged.

"I dunno."

"What would you like?"

"Just some fries."

"Done and done."

Dean got back up and went back to the bar to order some food. He came back with a hot fries ready to eat.

"Just for you," Dean said.

He placed the fries in front of Renee. She picked one up and held it out for Dean.

"No, it's for you," he said.

"Just eat it," Renee said.

Dean took the fry in his mouth and ate it.

"Delicious," he said. "And you look delicious yourself."

Renee was wearing a black romper with matching black ballerina shoes. She had on black eyeliner and purple lipstick. She didn't feel like wearing any jewelry that evening. Of course, Dean didn't care if she wore makeup or jewelry or not. She was still his lovely girlfriend.

"You look fine yourself, sir," Renee said. "You look sexy in your black shirt, jeans, and boots."

Dean smirked.

"I know," he said.

The fries were definitely delicious to Renee. She ate them with ease. They didn't stand a chance. She gulped down the rest of her orchard apple.

Someone who worked at the bar stepped on stage and started announcing the event for the night.

"Good evening, ladies and gents, tonight is karaoke night! If anyone wants to step up and sing a good ol' song, step right up!" he said.

Dean looked directly at Renee. She was staring back at him with a huge grin.

"Let's go," she said.

Taking Renee's hand in his, Dean lead Renee to the stage.

"I'd like to sing," Dean said.

"We have a volunteer!" the man said. "Good luck!"

"Thanks," Dean said. He took the microphone from the man and turned to face Renee.

The screen was in front of them. There was also another screen that faced the audience so that they could see the lyrics as well.

A slow song came on, much to Renee's delight.

"I dedicate this song to you," Dean said.

Renee waited as Dean lifted the microphone to his mouth as the song started. Dean kept glancing up at the screen to see the lyrics. But since this was a song he already knew by heart, it was going to be easy for him.

"If you take your love away from me...I'll go crazy...I'll go insane...You've got your problems baby and I've got mine...Lets just end it all by putting it all together, yeah...Then you say you love me...It don't mean a thing...If you cared you'd be there...Like you used to be, yeah.."

Renee was in a trance while staring into Dean's ocean blue eyes. He held his arm up and spun her around before pulling her close to him. His raspy voice sounded interesting against the beat of the R&B song.

Dean couldn't take his eyes off Renee as he sung.

"I'm searching for the words to make you realize...That I really, really want you to stay...Oh, yeah...Tears of frustation I hold inside...But if you walk away...You'll make this grown man cry...Don't leave...Don't leave me girl...Please stay with me tonight...Don't leave me girl..."

When the song ended, Dean handed the microphone back to the man in charge and left the stage. There was a applause from the audience.

"I loved it," Renee said.

"I'm glad. I know I couldn't carry a tune for shit," Dean said.

"It doesn't matter. I loved it," Renee said.

"I'm glad," Dean said. He was smiling big which revealed his dimples. "Let's go order some more food."

"Good idea," Renee said.

Another batch of fries along with some burgers and another karaoke session featuring Dean singing to Renee completed their evening.


When they got home and got ready for bed, Renee couldn't stop talking about how cute Dean looked singing.

"Oh hush," he said.

"No, I'm serious. And your dimples made your expression perfect," she said.

"I'm sure," Dean said.

He slipped into his basketball shorts and laid under the covers next to Renee.

"I have a question for you," he said.

"Yes?"

Renee turned on her side and placed her head on her hand.

"How much do you love me?" Dean asked her.

"I love you very much. I love you more than my favorite snack. I love being with you," Renee said.

Dean turned to look at her and smiled.

"When that song came on, I was happy. That's exactly how I felt about you. Good thing it was a song I already knew," he said. "Don't Leave Me Girl by Blackstreet. Very good song. Reminds me of you every time I hear it."

"I'm glad. It's a wonderful song," she said.

"And you're a spectacular girlfriend," Dean said.

"And you're a gem for a marvelous boyfriend," Renee said.

Renee climbed on top of Dean. She pulled down her nightgown, grabbed Dean's hands, and placed them on her breasts.

"I'm in the mood to make love to you," Renee said.

"You don't have to tell me twice," Dean said.