5trueloves: 80's Music.
Her heart was racing as she slipped into the passenger's side of the old Impala.
She was excited. This was going to be their first trip together, or, at least, their first trip alone together. Usually, his little brother tagged along, but for some reason, he'd decided to sit this one out.
When he turned the ignition on, starting the vehicle, she was surprised to hear the oh-so-familiar sound of Bon Jovi's Livin' On A Prayer streaming through the car's speakers. Her eyes widened.
"You listen to Bon Jovi?" she asked, a certain amount of awe filling her voice.
He turned his head to look at her, one brow raised. "Yeah." he said, rather simply, his deep voice a little hushed. "So what if I do?"
A huge grin slowly stretched over her lips, and she giggled softly, attempting to get closer to him.
Her lips grew close to his ear. "Dean Winchester... I think I might love you a little now."
Another giggle, and he began to eye her.
"You're not tryin' to get mushy on me now, are ya, Sullivan?"
She pressed a light kiss to his cheek, then leaned back in her seat, an impish smile playing over her lips. "Of course not, Winchester. Now move it. We don't have all day."
She was excited. This was going to be their first trip together, or, at least, their first trip alone together. Usually, his little brother tagged along, but for some reason, he'd decided to sit this one out.
When he turned the ignition on, starting the vehicle, she was surprised to hear the oh-so-familiar sound of Bon Jovi's Livin' On A Prayer streaming through the car's speakers. Her eyes widened.
"You listen to Bon Jovi?" she asked, a certain amount of awe filling her voice.
He turned his head to look at her, one brow raised. "Yeah." he said, rather simply, his deep voice a little hushed. "So what if I do?"
A huge grin slowly stretched over her lips, and she giggled softly, attempting to get closer to him.
Her lips grew close to his ear. "Dean Winchester... I think I might love you a little now."
Another giggle, and he began to eye her.
"You're not tryin' to get mushy on me now, are ya, Sullivan?"
She pressed a light kiss to his cheek, then leaned back in her seat, an impish smile playing over her lips. "Of course not, Winchester. Now move it. We don't have all day."