Challenge WOW: Drip
Summary: There's Dean Girls in the world too
Word Count: 301
A Dream is a Wish
"You come here often, sweetheart?"
She looked up from her drink, her heart skipping a beat when she saw beautiful green eyes staring back at her.
"Um, I don't usually. But if you do I'll start," she grinned. He smiled back, making her heart pound. He slid a stool over, closer to her. She was glad he was closer, she could look at him better. He sipped the beer he had in front of him, looking at her figure and smirking appreciatively. She swallowed the last of her own drink, trying to calm her nerves.
"Can I buy you a drink?" He asked. She smiled at him, gently placing her hand on his knee. A light sparked in his eyes.
"How about, just this once, we agree to bypass the melodramatic foreplay and skip right to the fun stuff?" She said. He grinned.
"If you say so," he said, standing. She grinned and stood with him.
"Your place or mine?" She asked.
"Well, my brother's at mine, so…" He said, that small smirk still in place on his full lips.
"Then let's go," she said, daring to grab the front of his belt and pulling him toward the door.
They were kissing no less than two seconds after they got outside. He pushed her against the wall under the overhang. The only sound outside was their breathing, the light drizzle of rain and the dripping off the overhang.
Her head was spinning, arms clamped tightly around his neck, pulling him impossibly close to her.
"…Abby, Abby, are you listening to me?" Abby sat up waking from her day dream and closing the Supernatural book she had in her hand.
"Sorry, Mom," Abby said, staring longingly at the book again.
God, why can't you be real?