Back at the hotel, Dean asked the receptionist for two rooms. Kayla raised an eyebrow and looked at him but he just held his hand out. It was better to use cash right now anyway, no sense in leaving a credit trail. She handed him a bill.
In the room, Dean immediately kicked off his shoes and laid back on the bed with a heavy sigh. This thing may have been more trouble than it was worth. No doubt Ronald would have died anyway had they not shown up, he thought so anyway. Now he went and got his face plastered on the evening news, that would make things easier for them.
"This sucks." He stated.
"Tell me about it, that guys knows about Sam know, they're looking for you. You're like, America's Most Wanted right now."
"I know."
She leaned over him and smirked. "That's so hot."
He loved that. "This could get bad, I could get caught."
"Hmm," she trailed her hands across his chest. "You think you'll get conjugal visits?"
"I hope so. But you know, just in case…" he pulled her down and kissed her.
She went with it for a moment, and then pulled back. "Oh wait that's right, you flirted with the girl at the jewelry store today."
"Oh come on."
She rolled over and sat up. "Yeah that totally sucks for you. It could have been a good night."
"Don't do that to me." He took her arm and pulled her back so she was lying next to him. "You saw me throw that number away, I can't help it that jealousy looks good on you."
Kayla looked at him with feigned irritation.
"Hey." He stroked her hair and kissed her softly. "I love you, you know that." It had been the first time he'd told her that, they'd been together for so long but he never let the words come out of his mouth. He wasn't anxious about it though, it actually made his burden seem a little lighter.
A smile spread across her face. "I love you too." It was going to be a good night after all.