She lay sprawled across the motel bed, encircled by precarious towers of books. Laughter bubbled from her lips again and again, her eyes fastened to the dog-eared pages as if they held some enchantment she couldnβt escape.
"What are you reading?"
He asked softly, emerging from the steam-fogged bathroom, his shirt clinging to his still-damp skin. His gaze swept over her relaxed form, and a faint smile tugged at the corners of his mouth at the sight of her blissful expression.
She looked up at him, amusement dancing in her eyes, and held up the garish cover with a smirk tugging at her lips.
"Supernatural"
She murmured, barely suppressing a laugh as the easy smile faded from his face, replaced by a look of utter dread.
"You're kidding"
He muttered darkly, throwing himself onto the bed and snatching one of the paperbacks with grim determination.