Playing With Fire

Thirteen

When most people say 'dress to impress' you expect suited and booted. That was never going to happen when it came to Dean. He pulled on a pair of black jeans, his usual boots and leather jacket. The only item of clothing that would be considered different was the ironed black shirt that he wore to accompany it.

A lot was riding on tonight, he had to stop Alexis from leaving in the morning. He appreciated her need for revenge but it was starting to consume her in a way he wasn't prepared for. The idea of calling Bobby had been floating around his head since his conversation with Alexis, but she had sworn him to secrecy the night at the motel.

For now he would provide her with a night of distractions and smiles. That was something he could do to help her.

He headed to her room, expecting her to still be getting ready. His heart dropped when he found it empty.

"Lex?" He called out in panic.

"In here!" Her voice came from a few doors down as his breathing returned to normal.

As he pushed the door open his jaw all but hit the floor. It didn't take much for Alexis to look absolutely entrancing, but each time it was like he was seeing her for the first time. Her hair was pulled up into a messy bun with a few loose curls framing her beautiful face. The way she was leaning against the desk in front of her had her leather skirt tight against her ass. His trousers got tighter as he took in the Metallica t-shirt that she had tucked into it, along with the strappy heels that made her legs look like they were a mile long.

Alexis smirked over her shoulder at him, the hunger evident in his darkened eyes. "My eyes are up here Winchester." She teased.

He stalked over to her, pulling her into him. "You look beautiful."

Her heart fluttered, the way it always did when he complimented her. The way he could make her feel like she was the only woman on the planet. It was an intoxicating feeling that she never wanted to lose.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she gently kissed him. "You don't look too bad yourself." She smiled, enjoying the way his shirt clung to his muscles slightly. "So tell me Mr Winchester, what do you have planned for tonight?"

"And ruin the surprise? I don't think so. You're just going to have to wait and see."

"Why do I get the feeling you're up to something?" Alexis asked suspiciously, a flirty tone to her voice.

Dean's lips turned up as he smirked down at the beautiful, untrusting woman in his arms. She looked up at him like she wanted to eat him alive, which of course she did. Usually he wouldn't turn down that opportunity but it would have to wait until later.

"Come on, I want a night of showing you off as mine."

'Mine' that one word shot feelings flying through Alexis. She wasn't one to be owned by anyone, but when it came to Dean she couldn't help but enjoy it. All the weeks of denying what was between them, it had been a waste of time. The very air around them buzzed whenever they were together.

"Lead the way Winchester."

***

Dean surprised her once more by taking her for a meal first, they'd meet up with Sam later. The restaurant wasn't overly fancy but it was certainly a step up from the diner's they usually ate in.
The lighting was dim as they walked in, coupled with the dark walls automatically made it feel romantic. Dean took her coat as the head waiter guided them to their table. The fact that Dean had even made a reservation warmed Alexis' heart, he really had put a lot of thought into tonight. There were a few spaced tables that they passed, each lit with a candle in the middle. The waiter showed them to a private booth in the back, from here they could see everything but were still very much hidden from the rest of the guests seated in the restaurant.