As Dianna walked out of the room Dean pulled himself up groaning as quietly as possible. He was getting better but his back still hurt like a bitch sometimes. He grabbed his water bottle off the dresser in the room and grabbed his pill bottle taking his pain pill. Luckily he knew it wouldn’t take long for it to kick in. Moving back to the bed he laid down on his stomach. His ribs didn’t hurt as bad as they had before so he was glad. He probably looked pretty pathetic right now. Laying in pain on his stomach in nothing but his boxers and the bandage on his back. As he heard her coming back he looked up at her. “Did you find something good babe?”
“You better.” She smirked pressing her face against his neck. “Oh I’m sure you enjoyed the crazy.” She smirked shaking...
“I’ll root for anyone you tell me to babe.” He pulled her closer and smiled wide. “The crazy was nice. Anytime you want...