Unconditionally (Currently Rewritting)

Chapter 8

-Jensen's P.O.V-

"The bed's in there,"

"Yeah... right..." she muttered and walked into the bedroom with her raven head bowed.

I followed her, checking out her ass as I did so. It was probably one of the nicest asses I'd ever seen-rounded without any unwanted bumps. With every step she took it swayed from side to side.

Feeling the discomfort in my jeans, I shifted my gaze to watch her make my bed. Last night when I fell asleep on the sofa I woke up during the night and climbed into the big queen size bed. I'd slept practically the whole day.

I watched as she threw the blankets and pillows onto the sofa to the left of the bed and straightened the fitted sheet. Next she grabbed the cover from the sofa, threw it over the bed and tucked it under. She grabbed the pillows and placed them on top of the bed in a very neat, very precise manner.

While she was making the bed her hips would sway every now and then, making me want to grab them and pull her into me. She had me in a daze. Her slender, perfectly carved, honeyed legs made me want to run my hand up them just to feel how smooth they were and get a feel of how long her legs actually were.

The fact that she'd rejected me yesterday drove me nuts. No girl had ever rejected me. I didn't even know women knew how to say no to me; just another thing unusually sexy thing about this Gabriella.

She leant over the bed to excuse the creases from her finished product and I took full advantage of checking out her ass again. Man, it was amazing!

"Stop checking out my ass, Mr Ackles." She instructed me without looking up from her work.

A playful smirk appeared on my face as I replied, "Who said I was checking it out?"

Stepping away from the bed she picked up the throw blanket and draped it over the end of the bed. She then turned around to face me, all shyness gone as she looked at me with her brows raised. "Sir, I could feel your gaze on it."

Now it was my turn to raise my brows. She could feel my gaze on it? She did not know how incredibly sexy that sounded to know she felt when I looked at her. "You could feel my gaze?"

Eyes widening, she realized what she'd just said. You could see she was trying to think of a palatable excuse as her eyes kept moving. She looked adorable at that moment dressed in her pale yellow and baby blue work dress that fell to just above her knees and her hair tied up in a messy ponytail.

"Don't worry, rara bella, I wasn't checking out your ass. There's a bit of paper stuck on there." Immediately she ducked her head and I made out the faintest blush adorning her cheeks.

I strode over to her, stopping when I was only an inch away. I could feel her body heat radiating from her fine body. She lifted her head so her gaze met mine. Locking eyes with her, I leaned in and watched how her body swayed closer to mine.

I glanced at her lips that were slowly parting, inviting me to kiss her. Her eyes were glazed over and I immediately knew what she wanted. Smirking, I reached my arm around to her backside and pulled the piece of paper that had been stuck on there at the same time I was moving my lips closer to hers.

When I had obtained the piece of paper I stepped back from her, breaking the spell she was under, and gave her a teasing smirk. I still had it! She was just being stubborn, she did want me!

Feeling a little more excited about her reaction than I should have been, I held up the piece of paper to hide the smug look that was about to claim my face. "I told you, you had paper stuck to your butt."