😂 😂 😂

Deanna laughed softly, glancing up at him. “Jack, I’ve been screwing Cas for years.. we just didn’t say anythin’.”

Having a Britney Spears moment. Oops? I did it again.

—x

Playboy was fun. What a memorable case.

Compliment taken-

“All of em, dear.”

“Precisely— I mean, come on? Guys falling over you just cause you got a pompom on your ass? Yes.”

“Mmhm. Wish you coulda been there.”

Who are we kidding, she was there for the ladies.

A heavy sigh falls. Another lonely night, with too much alcohol for one gal.

“Oh, not only that but I’d really like to see you in of ‘em suits.” She laughed softly, shooting a wink.

Dean rolled her eyes, a grin forming. “Yeah, Maybe. My fantasies have a lot less clothing though, sugar.”

Dean popped the cap off her beer after she caught it. “Mmm. So many to choose from..” She chuckled, taking a long sip and then stepping over to Brooke. “Where should I start, missy?”

Dean pranced over slowly, pausing where she stood between the other woman’s legs, simply to tease. “First time I ( saw ) you.” She snickered, sliding her beer onto the counter and patting her palms on Brooke’s thighs.

Dean slowly grinned, nodding. “Have you seen yourself?” She teased, eyes glancing her over once. “It’s a shame you like boys.”

Sad and bored. S a d a n d b o r e d

When reality ends up being so much better than fantasy... [—— 𝐵𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑒 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑒𝑟]

—— 𝐵𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑒 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑒𝑟 {So why did they wait so long..?}