Kayla was smiling when she roused from the satisfying sleep she had had the previous night. She blinked as she stared at the ceiling which faced her directly, trying hard to quench the inflow of memories that came at her the moment she opened her eyes. She had been so close to confessing her love for Oliver the previous night. So close!With a sigh, she pushed the blanket off of her, and got off the bed, stopping briefly when her sore muscles hummed deliciously from how much she had used them the previous night. But admist everything, she couldn't help but remember something that had plagued her mind at different moments of the night.They hadn't used protection. And they hadn't made love only one. Or even just on the rooftop.Oliver had taken her back to the bedroom, and proceeded to show her what she had been missing in the bedroom all this time she had tried to put didtance between the both of them. As she got into the bathroom, Kayla couldn't help but rub at her belly, while she s

It took Kayla being dragged to the back of an alleyway to come to a screeching halt, pulling her hand away from Dean. “What the fuck do you think you are doing, Dean?” Kayla gasped, hair flying as she rubbed her sore arm. “Where did you even come from?” She already had a bigger problem to deal with, and he thought he could just materialize from nowhere? “I just wanted to talk to you.” Dean said softly, stepping back and running his fingers through his hair why Kayla watched. And for the first time since he had pulled her away from the front of that office building, she allowed herself look at him.Really look at him.And what she saw was far from the Dean she had known and grown up with. He loooked a mess. A hot mess. “And what do you want to talk to me about? I thought I made things clear to you on the phone?” Kayla not out, looking around discreetly to see if there was an exit from the alleyway apart from the one which he had put himself in front of.There was.Thank goodness.Dea