irritation. “I was plenty nice to
her yesterday.”
“Really? It's a wonder she's not here knocking down our
door trying to see you.”
“We're done talking,” Sam said. He turned and grabbed his
coffee cup.
“I'm just trying to help,” Dean defended himself. “You don't
have the friendliest disposition sometimes. Let's practice smiling in the
mirror after work today.”
Sam heaved a heavy sigh. “I'm not going to pretend to be
someone I'm not to attract a woman who has issues with being in a
relationship. How do you think she would feel when she realized I'm not who
she thinks I am? That's called lying, dumb ass.”
Dean looked thoughtful. “I think you have a point there,
Sam.”
Sam rolled his eyes and left the kitchen. “I'm going to eat breakfast
before work. Get dressed if you’re coming.”
“Hopefully, that's not another line you use with the
ladies. It may work on me but I'm easy.” Dean called.
“So I've heard. I'm leaving in five minutes.”
Sam and Dean sat in the cafe waiting for breakfast to arrive
when he saw a familiar blue Honda pull into the parking lot. Lily got out of
the car looking so different from what he was used to. She wore a pink dress
that came almost to her knees and lightweight denim jacket. On her feet, she
wore flat leather sandals. He couldn't see her toes but he already knew they
were painted pale pink. He watched her through the glass of the diner as she
approached the door. She was so pretty his gut clenched. But for some damn
reason, she straightened her beautiful curls. Why would she do that? Those
curls were perfect on her.
Had she come looking for him? Was she actually seeking him
out? Hope bloomed in his chest.
“Is that your girl, Sam?” Dean asked.
“Yeah.” Sam never took his eyes off her as she opened the
door and walked inside. She scanned the crowd, then stepped to the counter and
smiled a sweet smile at the older waitress standing at the register. They
spoke for a moment and the other women disappeared into the kitchen briefly before
coming back out with a man in his early forties. He took Lily in from head to
toe then motioned for her to follow him to the back.
“What the hell?” Sam was on his feet before he even
realized it.
Dean grabbed his arm and yanked. “Sit down. What are you
gonna do? Bust in there and drag her out? I'm sure that will endear you to
her much more. Sit back down Sam, you can talk to her when she comes out.”
Sam slowly slid back into the booth. “She's here looking for
a job.” He accused.
“Looks like it. What's wrong with that?”
“She already works too hard.” He hardly noticed when the
food arrived, his eyes were trained on the kitchen door.
When Lily finally emerged ten minutes later, Sam stood and
made his way to her. The guy she followed to the back smiled at her and they
shook hands. Sam clenched his jaw. He was obviously more than happy to give
Lily a job and it made Sam want to break his nose. The pissed look on Sam's
face must have shown because the guys eyes got wide when he caught sight of him
standing over Lily.
Lily's heart thumped in her chest when she turned and saw
Sam looming over her. All she could do was stare at him for a few seconds and
he just stared back. Jeff, her new boss, cleared his throat. “Oh...thank you,
Jeff, I'll see you next week.”
“That will be fine, Lily.” He glanced curiously at Sam
again before walking back to the kitchen.
“Are you hungry, Lily?” Sam asked. His deep voice brought
back all the memories from the day before and her body started trembling. She
needed a little space from him before she found herself begging for his
attention...again.
“No, thank you. I need to get home.” She turned and was
going to walk out the door when he snagged her hand with his much larger one.
“I’ll walk you out then.” His voice was mild but she could
hear steel
her yesterday.”
“Really? It's a wonder she's not here knocking down our
door trying to see you.”
“We're done talking,” Sam said. He turned and grabbed his
coffee cup.
“I'm just trying to help,” Dean defended himself. “You don't
have the friendliest disposition sometimes. Let's practice smiling in the
mirror after work today.”
Sam heaved a heavy sigh. “I'm not going to pretend to be
someone I'm not to attract a woman who has issues with being in a
relationship. How do you think she would feel when she realized I'm not who
she thinks I am? That's called lying, dumb ass.”
Dean looked thoughtful. “I think you have a point there,
Sam.”
Sam rolled his eyes and left the kitchen. “I'm going to eat breakfast
before work. Get dressed if you’re coming.”
“Hopefully, that's not another line you use with the
ladies. It may work on me but I'm easy.” Dean called.
“So I've heard. I'm leaving in five minutes.”
Sam and Dean sat in the cafe waiting for breakfast to arrive
when he saw a familiar blue Honda pull into the parking lot. Lily got out of
the car looking so different from what he was used to. She wore a pink dress
that came almost to her knees and lightweight denim jacket. On her feet, she
wore flat leather sandals. He couldn't see her toes but he already knew they
were painted pale pink. He watched her through the glass of the diner as she
approached the door. She was so pretty his gut clenched. But for some damn
reason, she straightened her beautiful curls. Why would she do that? Those
curls were perfect on her.
Had she come looking for him? Was she actually seeking him
out? Hope bloomed in his chest.
“Is that your girl, Sam?” Dean asked.
“Yeah.” Sam never took his eyes off her as she opened the
door and walked inside. She scanned the crowd, then stepped to the counter and
smiled a sweet smile at the older waitress standing at the register. They
spoke for a moment and the other women disappeared into the kitchen briefly before
coming back out with a man in his early forties. He took Lily in from head to
toe then motioned for her to follow him to the back.
“What the hell?” Sam was on his feet before he even
realized it.
Dean grabbed his arm and yanked. “Sit down. What are you
gonna do? Bust in there and drag her out? I'm sure that will endear you to
her much more. Sit back down Sam, you can talk to her when she comes out.”
Sam slowly slid back into the booth. “She's here looking for
a job.” He accused.
“Looks like it. What's wrong with that?”
“She already works too hard.” He hardly noticed when the
food arrived, his eyes were trained on the kitchen door.
When Lily finally emerged ten minutes later, Sam stood and
made his way to her. The guy she followed to the back smiled at her and they
shook hands. Sam clenched his jaw. He was obviously more than happy to give
Lily a job and it made Sam want to break his nose. The pissed look on Sam's
face must have shown because the guys eyes got wide when he caught sight of him
standing over Lily.
Lily's heart thumped in her chest when she turned and saw
Sam looming over her. All she could do was stare at him for a few seconds and
he just stared back. Jeff, her new boss, cleared his throat. “Oh...thank you,
Jeff, I'll see you next week.”
“That will be fine, Lily.” He glanced curiously at Sam
again before walking back to the kitchen.
“Are you hungry, Lily?” Sam asked. His deep voice brought
back all the memories from the day before and her body started trembling. She
needed a little space from him before she found herself begging for his
attention...again.
“No, thank you. I need to get home.” She turned and was
going to walk out the door when he snagged her hand with his much larger one.
“I’ll walk you out then.” His voice was mild but she could
hear steel
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