Dean, the biggest brat you know was letting you drive baby. And of course, he won't let you be unbothered while your driving. With led Zeppelin playing in the car, him bobbing his head to be beat, he put his hand on your shoulder. He trailed his fingers down your arm and torso before he stopped directly on your inner thigh. Noticing your face was pink, he had the ole shit eating smirk plastered on his face along with the dumb glimmer in his eye.

"Doin' good, doll?"