You had no idea what you were expecting from your first Supernatural convention—panels, merch, maybe a blurry photo with Jensen Ackles if you were lucky. What you didn’t expect was to turn heads the second you walked in.

While most con-goers wore flannel and fandom tees, you stepped through the doors in a fitted black dress, heels clicking, makeup sharp. You didn’t do costumes. You did unforgettable.

Your photo op with Jensen was over in seconds, but the moment clung to you. The way his eyes scanned you from head to toe. The smirk tugging at his lips. The subtle lift of his brow like he couldn’t quite place you—but wanted to.

Hours later, still riding the high, you were pulled aside by a security guard who said someone needed to see you. No further explanation. Just a cold hand around your arm and a vague “Come with me.”

Your stomach dropped. Did I break a rule? The SUV that took you away wasn’t marked. It drove fifteen minutes to another hotel, far from the fan chaos.

The guard led you down a quiet hallway and stopped at a door. Before you could ask anything, it swung open.

Jensen stood there, leaning against the doorframe in a black T-shirt and grey sweats, barefoot, a drink in his hand. His expression? Lazy. Knowing. Like he’d just been waiting for you to show up.

“Took you long enough,” he said, eyes dragging over you again. “Didn’t think you’d actually come. Most girls would’ve sprinted.”

You froze. “What is this?”

He chuckled under his breath. “Relax, you’re not in trouble. I just don’t like wasting time.”

Still confused, you looked past him into the suite. Luxurious. Private. No handlers. No cameras. Just him.

“I saw you at the photo op,” he went on. “You weren’t like the rest of them. All dressed up like it was prom night.” He tipped his drink toward you. “And for the record? You pulled it off.”

Your pulse thundered. “So you had me brought here?”

He shrugged, unapologetic. “I get what I want. And right now?” His gaze sharpened, voice low, arrogant and smooth. “I want you in that room with me.”