About Time

Playing Pool

You slowly begin picking at the label on your beer bottle, you were ready to go home about two hours ago and so was Sam. But Dean convinced you both to stay a while longer and just hang out. Looking up you noticed Dean wasn't at the pool table anymore but over by the bar, flirting with a dark haired woman wearing a skin tight dress no bigger than a napkin. You heard a snort beside you and turned to your right. Sam sat there shaking his head, "I still don't get why you don't just tell Dean your into him. You guys have been pining for each other since Bobby introduced us."

Taking a sip of your beer you once again began concentrating on peeling off the label. "I don't know what your talking about Sam. Dean clearly has a thing for miss implants over there." Sam shot a look towards his brother, "You know he only does that to make you jealous right? Which is obviously working." Rolling your eyes you look back up towards the bar, Dean leaned forward to whisper something in the womans ear, making her laugh and lay her hand on his bicept.

You felt white hot jealousy bubble up but immediately pushed it down. "Whatever, I'm going to play some pool." Standing up you finished your beer and set down the bottle on the table. Making your way towards the pool tables you walked past Dean without a second glance. His eyes followed you, disappointed that you didn't seem affected by his flirting with the woman.

Once you reached an empty table you began collecting the balls from the pockets and racking them. As soon as you had them ready you grabbed a cue from the wall and turned back to the table. Before you could start a guy walked up and leaned on the opposite end from you. "Hey honey, want some competition?" Looking up you noticed he was around your age with brown hair and hazel eyes. He was sort of cute, nothing to really fuss over.

Shrugging you figured why the hell not, "Sure, you wanna break?" You watched him walk over and grab a cue, "No thanks sweetheart you go right ahead. Names Nate by the way." He shot you a smile you knew he used to get his way into womens pants every night. Obviously Nate was one of those men who thought he was Gods gift to women.

"Alright Nate, I'll break. But I'm warning you, im not terrible at this." You leaned over and lined up your shot. It didn't escape your notice how Nate leaned back to get a full view of your ass as you took the shot. Two solid balls went in and you stood up grinning. Sinking one more on the next strike but missing on the third you looked across the table. "Still sure you wanna play me?"

Nate nodded his head and walked towards you. Leaning to talk in your ear as he passed he whispered, "Yeah honey, I'd let you beat me anytime." You rolled your eyes at that but when you turned around to watch him take his shot you noticed Dean was glaring at Nate.

So its okay for him to flirt with anything with legs but a guy comes around me and he gets pissed, this is ridiculous. Deciding you deserved to have someone show you some attention you decided to give Nate a chance. After all it wasn't often a guy showed interest in you, why not enjoy the ride? You watched Nate take a shot and realized how crappy of a player he was as the cue ball never even touched anything but the sides. Putting on a grin you walked over to Nates side. "Here, let me show you a few tricks."

By the end of the game you had definitely won but that was probably due to the fact that Nate was really only paying attention to your ass and chest the whole time. After the game you set the pool cue back on the wall. "Well as much fun as it was winning I think I'm gonna head out. It was nice to meet you Nate."

Laying his cue on the table Nate walked around it to stand in front of you, blocking you from leaving and effectively caging you against the wall. Resting one hand on the wall beside your head he leaned forward with a cocky grin, "Hang on baby I thought we were having fun. Let's get to know each other a little better, what do you say?" A small frown came across your face and you looked over towards your table to see that Sam had already left. Looking back at Nate you opened your mouth to reply when a familiar voice spoke out.