"...what if I'm tired of waiting?" Dean's voice came over me like the euphoria wave of marijuana, I felt all the air leave my lungs, as he stepped closer to me, hanging up his phone. His eyes held mine in the most serious of ways.

He reached over and gently took my phone, hanging up as he gently pushed me back into the room, slowly closing the door behind him and locking it.

I felt my mouth go dry and my body temperature sky-rocket at the fact he didn't break eye contact with me, not once. He moved from the door, slowly pulling off his jacket - still not breaking eye contact.

He moved from the door towards me, causing me to step back, but not too far, because the back of my knees hit the bed, stopping me short, and causing me to look down, only for him to take my chin and raise my gaze back up to him.

His jaw clenched as I watched his eyes venture down my body, studying every curve, every feature, until his eyes met mine again. He took my face, brushing some hair out of my face as he started to lean in.

I closed my eyes as felt our lips caress each other, and it didn't take long until the gentle kiss turned hard, deep, sweaty and passionate. 

The night was a blur. A beautiful, sweaty, most memorable and igniting night of my life. Our bodies were so twisted into each other that we world evaporated around us, between the steam between us, the heat engulfing the room. Our silent passion deafening each other thorugh the moans, screams and kisses.

Our quivering bodies finally came to a stopping point, his left arm wrapped around my bare body as I laid my head on his bare, muscular chest. I watched as his abs struggled against the turbulance we had just caused.

There was no talking for a few minutes, and the silence was amazing. I laid there, lost in my head as he took my chin, pulling me up on my elbow and kissing me again, deepening it immediately as another blurry sweaty undetermined amount of time ensued.

*

My palms are sweaty, and I can't stop pulling at my clothes as I lift my head to gaze through the windshield that continues to get pelted by raindrops. I felt myself begin to fidget with my fingers, flinching slightly at the raw knuckles.

"What?" He grunted to my left, causing my head to snap in his direction. "What's wrong?" asked Dean, looking everywhere else at me.

"What's what?" I played dumb.

"You know very well what." Dean shot back, glaring over quickly before turning on his windshield wipers.

"Then why are you asking?" I smirked, earning an eye roll and a growl under his breath as I felt the car shift and begin to slow down, he slowly pulled over to the side of the road and twisted his wrist to shut off the engine. "What are you doing?"

Dean shifted in his seat to face me, causing my eyes to dart through the now soaked windshield. I took in the rumbling of the raindrops slamming on the top of the roof. The sound seemed to get louder as the silence hung over us like death itself.

"Dani," Dean's voice came through my ears like a brick through a window, very sudden and powerful. "we need to talk."

"About what?" I asked, not unclicking my seatbelt and crossing my arms.

"You know what..." Dean pushed, almost gently.

"...do I?" I shot back, avoiding his eyes.

"Listen," He cleared his throat, earning my gaze now. "I'm just going to ask you, alright? Straight and forward..."

I nodded quietly.

"...what was last night?" He asked, gesturing with his right hand, dangling it over the front seat.

I froze, feeling as if my jaw locked itself. There was a pressure and a tug on my heart as I forcefully ripped my eyes from his.

"Dani..." He spoke, gently. "...if you're not happy -"

"- I am." I yelped sharply, frowning at my lap. "Nick makes me happy, Dean."

"Then, what was -?" He started, only for me to interrupt him.

"Last night was nothing," I spoke heartlessly, ensuring my gaze collided with his.

Dean's eyes darkened at my words, and his face tightened. That same silence hung over us for a moment, before Dean's words broke it.

"It was...nothing?" He asked, turning back to the steering wheel and beaming down at the dashboard.

I frowned at his expression and my lies.

"Last night," I sighed, heavily attempting to speak through the knot that was forming in my throat. "was perfect, Dean."

Dean's face slightly lit up as he turned his head to face me.

"Everything was perfect," I found myself smiling through tears I didn't realize were falling off my chin until a few splashed onto my hands and lap.

"Dani..." Dean spoke softly again, sliding across the front seat to get closer to me.

"Everything was perfect," I repeated, attempting to swallow that damn knot. "the only thing that was wrong was - was..."

"...was?" asked Dean, gently pushing the topic and taking my chin in his hand so that I was facing him. "Was what?" He insisted, and I watched as his eyes darted from one of my eyes to the other and then flickered down to my lips.

"Everything was perfect," I whispered now, realizing how close we were. "the only thing that was wrong was everything."

Dean's eyes flickered into mine as he leaned forward a little more, and I found myself fighting every instinct, every nerve, every emotion shoving towards him and managed to peel myself out of his arms, out of the car, and into the rain.

"Dani!" called Dean over the constant collision of the rain drops. "Get back in the car!"

"What am I supposed to do about Nick, Dean?" I shouted, over the rain. "He still thinks we're together, and I didn't know myself -"

"Didn't?" Dean asked, curiously, eyeing my body again.

"I didn't know myself, until last night." I blushed, lower my head. 

Dean's face flashed a small smile at the realization of my emotional switch. 

"He made his choice." He stated, forcing the smile away as he stepped up to me in the middle of the road, he took in my chin again and bit his lower lip, causing that new heat to rise in me again. "I made mine."

A sudden break could be felt in my heart as NIck's touch faded from memory as I wrapped my arms around Dean's neck and kissed him hard in the rain. We broke briefly for him to set me down, which I didn't even realize he had picked me up, and he took my face in his hands again.

"Dani, I want you to understand something though." He stated, loudly over the rain, but it was as if the world didn't exist when he spoke to me. "You have two and a half months left to figure out a way out of this Deal..."

I blinked back tears, suddenly thankful the rain was covering up my regret. The regret of finally finding someone and now I have a reason to fight, a reason to get out of this deal, and that reason was Dean. That reason was to be with Dean.

"...I won't lose you." His voice cracked a little as He pulled my lips into his again. He took my hand and led me back to my Challenger and we both slammed ourselves into the front seat, soaked.

We sat there in silence again, listening to the rain again.

"I know this Nick thing is a big deal right now," Dean's voice chimed through the restful car. "and he thinks he still has a chance to win you back, how are you wanting to break the news to him?"

I looked over at Dean, with a blushed small grin.

"What, that he doesn't have a chance in hell?" I stated, making Dean shoot a small grin back at me as he reached over, tugging on my jacket, sliding me - involuntarily - across my benchseat and into his arms again. "He'll figure it out." I sighed, feeling my entire body go limp with relaxation as Dean started the car back up and pulled off the side of the road.