Seeing that the dishes were washed and put away, April touched her nose and said awkwardly. "It's getting late, so maybe you should go back to your place."
Dean glanced at the wall clock and frowned.
It was already 8.40 AM. He knew it was getting late and he had to go to work, but he also wanted to stay and spend more time with her.
This was the first time in his life that he had not wanted to go to work. He hadn't spent this much time in her company ever and he wanted to enjoy it further.
Dean could see her face reflected from the glass window in the kitchen, the sun was shining through the kitchen window, seeing her made his heart fill with care and warmth. Just how nice would it be to always see her like this every day?
He continued to gaze at her like a high school boy admiring his first love from afar. Full of love and devotion.
"Em."
