Dean and I were flying out to Vegas today to look at his house to determine whether or not we move into his or buy a new one.
By the way Dean has been talking about it , his house sounds big enough to raise a whole football team of children.. But I don't want a whole football team, I only want two. Two children who won't be afraid to follow their dream. Two children who will be proud of their parents and their parents' job.. Children who will go up to their friend with a picture ,or action figure ,or video and be able to go that's my mommy or that's my daddy , or those are my awesome parents!
That's all I was thinking about the whole drive there.. I was imaging what my future with Dean would be like. I wouldn't mind having one with him.. I've always had a dream of meeting my Prince Charming and marry them , and have kids with him..
"What's going through that pretty head of yours?" Dean asked as we pulled into a driveway of a big house
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"Woah" my mouth dropped as he put the car in park and opened the driver side door.
"What?" He as he walked over to the passenger side and opened my door like a gentleman
"It's so big" I said as I got out of the car
"That's what she said" Dean smirked as he shut the door behind me
"Dean!" I gasped as I smacked his shoulder
"You just picked the wrong choice of words darling" Dean laughed as we walked up to the front door
As we walked through the front door I was amazed at how beautiful it was on the inside just like it was on the outside.
"So what do you think?" Dean asked as he walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me
"It's beautiful" I said
"You haven't seen upstairs yet , or outback" he said
"And maybe we could test out how much you like my mattress" Dean hinted as he started kissing my neck
"Mmm, maybe we should" I whispered
He took me by the hand and we quickly bolted up the stairs into his bedroom.
Just as we started taking each other's clothes off someone knocked on the door.
"God damnit!" Dean groaned as he put his pants back on and quickly walked down stairs
I put my clothes on and followed. As I walked down stairs I seen a blonde at the door. Who the hell was this bitch and why was she at my mans door?!
Being the petty bitch I am , I walked over to Dean and wrapped my arms around his waist, I looked up only to see Renee at the door.
"Oh I didn't realize that you and miss petty ass were still together , I figured by now she was with some other dude or you were with some other hoe. You know since that's all you're into. You don't like sophisticated women who have their shit together" Renee spat
"Listen bitch , the only whore he's been with , would be you. So before you want to throw around accusations of me being a hoe, look in the mirror. We're adults , not teenagers. But I'm the only mature one in this argument. Obviously. But let's get one thing straight. You're not going to get Dean back. You're not going to come back here again. And if you do, then we're gonna have problems. And believe me honey that's the last thing you want" I could see fear in Renee's eyes. She backed up and walked away as I slammed the door shut.
"Damn, what was all that about?" Dean asked
"I don't like her" I stated simply
"But uhh , what did she want?"
"To get back together" Dean said
"Of fucking course" I rolled my eyes
Dean wrapped his arms around me.
"So.. How bout we go back upstairs and finish what we kind of started?" Dean suggested as his hand went from my waist to my ass as he squeezed it while kissing my neck
"Are you trying to seduce me Mr. Ambrose?" I asked as I bit my lip
"Always" Dean smirked as he picked me up and walked upstairs
