Title:Carly Richelle Winchester
Disclaimer:I do not own anything you recognize…
Warnings: Nope.
Notes: Two more chapters!!!
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"Daddy, where does this piece go," Austin asked his father.
Dean was sitting in the middle of the floor, a million pieces of Austin's new toy around him. Austin was sitting across from his father trying to help while Megan toddled around the pair picking up random pieces and putting them in her mouth.
"Dada," Megan said waving a piece at her daddy.
"Megan," he laughed, picking her up and putting her in his lap. He blew bubbles on the top of her head and her cheeks causing her to squirm and laugh.
Carly, watching from the kitchen, couldn't help but smile at the way he interacted with them and in turn, the way he made her feel: like the luckiest woman on earth.
"Close your eyes," she told him as he lay in bed, waiting for his fiancé to come in and cuddle up next to him.
He gave a quick laughter. "What? Car, come on." He grunted when he felt her jump onto him and straddle his hips. "God, Carly."
"Open." She was gleeful as he opened his eyes to see her in sexy undergarments.
"Aww… Carly, I said I'd wai-"
"Dean." He went silent. "I want this. I promise."
He saw the want in her eyes and granted her his body and soul. And afterward, when she actually wanted more – Carly wanted more, he just laughed and told her to "be careful; you might go on Dean-overload". But she laughed nonetheless and kissed him again.
And he told her what his heart felt. "You have no idea how much I love you, Car."
And all she could do was smile and whisper, "I think I have a clue."