CHAPTER 26

Dean strode out of the bar with April in his arms, he loved her being so close to him. She was petite and easily could be held in his strong arms.

He looked down when he felt her drawing patterns on his chest with her elegant fingers, just like a feather so light and delicate yet it touched his heart and made him smile.

"Your heart is beating really fast is it okay?" April looked up at Dean asking. Her high emerald eyes sparkled in the night.

"Your listening to my heart?" Dean was amused by her drunk honesty.

"Yep it was soothing but now it's beating really fast." April leaned in closer to listen again.

Dean laughed and answered, "It beats like that when you are around you dork."

"I am not a dork," April replied with her eyebrows all scrunched up.

"Correction... You are my dork." Dean thought she was adorable.

Micheal appeared behind Dean and opened the passenger door for him. Dean then set April inside his car gently and fastened her seatbelt.

Dean then turned to Micheal, "I asked you to look after her not get her drunk."

"She needed to let loose and she did." Michael shrugged and watched as Dean frowned.

"Okay, thanks bud, goodnight." Dean then entered his car and started the engine.

Micheal waved goodbye then realised he had April's handbag in his hand and he sighed. Well, won't this be interesting she may have to spend the night with you, Dean? Michael smiled and waved to the valet to bring his car around. He would go home to his lover.

As Dean drove and kept glancing at April, she sat in his passenger seat drawing patterns on the window. She looked beautiful with her hair all messy and her signature red lip. He would give anything for her to cover his body with those red lips. To nibble her lip till it comes off and stains his own lips.

Dean tried to distract himself he focused on driving to clear his thoughts. They arrived at Cerulean Condominium quickly and Dean looked over at April again. He wanted to help her fight whatever she was struggling with.

Suddenly she spoke dispelling the silence, "Where are we?"

Dean sighed, "Home."

"No, I want to go back to The Nephilim," April replied and tried to get out of the car.

Dean saw her struggle and he got out of his side of the car and walked round to her side of the car to open her door. He saw her struggle with her belt and he undid it for her. Deciding it would be enjoyable to carry her again he shamelessly picked her up and due to her struggling she ended up in a fireman's lift over his shoulder.

Laughing slightly at April he answered her, "Angel you don't need to go to that bar, just come see me your own personal devil and I will keep you company."

April only registered half of his words, "Yep all men are devils, can't rely on them... Now I realise how lonely I am."

Dean who was about to cheekily slap her plump bottom for agreeing that he was a devil held himself back as he heard her say she was lonely. It hit his heart hard and he felt it.

"Once needed now rejected, the angels don't love me these devils want their pound of flesh." April mumbled incoherently.

Dean listened to every word and each hit him hard. He was lonely too, he felt they were so similar. He also felt that people only wanted him because of who he was and what he could offer them due to his status and power. Her whole family did the same to her.

"I feel like I have been shot. Is my body broken?" April asked, she felt dizzy and she wasn't sure what shape her body was in being carried this way.

Dean laughed again she was cute when drunk. He approached the lift and hit the button. He changed her position to lie on his chest again. His favourite position as she could listen to his heart that beat only for her, his angel.

Once the lift arrived he got in with April in his arms. He looked at her in the lifts reflection, they looked so good together. She was his forever love.

April lay against Deans chest, unaware of his thoughts she was counting his heartbeats. They were fast but now soothing at the same time. While she counted she fell asleep in his strong and comforting arms.

Dean noticed her breathing stabilise as she fell into a deep sleep. The lift door opened and they arrived at their condos shared floor. He got out and then realised he hadn't remembered about her bag which meant no key, didn't Michael have it?

He walked to his door and struggled a bit as he opened his door, trying not to wake his angel he held her close and entered his condo. He looked around and then decided on his bedroom. He strode towards his bedroom and he reluctantly lay April on his bed. He didn't want to part with her just yet, he liked holding her close.

Once she looked comfortable he stood and took off her shoes and set them on the floor. He then went to the kitchen, he took off his coat, suit jacket and undid his two top buttons before he rolled up his shirt sleeves. He then took out two bottles of water from the fridge he drank one to help cool down his desire.

He then grabbed two painkillers and the bottle of water for April as he re-entered his bedroom. April had curled up on her side, her arms outstretched he wanted to comfort his angel but he would wait for her in the dark till she was ready to bask in the sun with him.

"It aches... Left alone... Showed you my faults and gave you everything... then you left me alone, so now it's never from here?" April slowly mumbled.

Dean moved closer to listen to her words. He couldn't understand he just felt her pain and knew he had to show her he was and would be a better man for her. He sat with her in his bedroom to keep her company. She didn't speak again and it seemed his company soothed her.

He wanted nothing but to comfort her but he had never comforted anyone with his words or actions. His mother and father passed away so long ago he was then brought up by his grandfather who was strict and taught him to be a man. For that he was thankful, he had the means to look after and support her on her journey.

He didn't want to do it for her as he knew she wanted to rise up herself but he would stand behind her to support he should she need it. The world was cruel and they had both felt that cruel reality in their past life together as they died in blistering flames and ash.

He was inherently thankful now for this second chance and not only life but love. He wanted no needed her, she brought out the best in him. She made him confident, fierce and proud to be her man. Together they were stronger, united together he was sure they would be unstoppable against their many enemies.

He played with her silky ebony locks as she slept. Sighing in contentment he then got up and went to the bathroom, he stripped and turned on the shower. Once the water was warm enough he entered the water. He let the water run down his strong chest as he washed his body.

The water relaxed his sculpted torso and ran down his mermaid line. He washed his hair, as he did he thought of his little angel laying in his bed. Rinsing his hair he looked down and sighed at the state he was in he glanced at the door where she was only a few meters away then he turned back to the shower and hit the cold water.

The cold water cooled down his desire and woke his mind to think of the morning fun he would have. Should he tease her a bit he thought? A smile graced his lips. After a while, he turned off the shower and got out to dry his body. He sighed as looked around the bathroom, he forgot his loungewear.

He wrapped a towel loosely around his mermaid line, showing off his long strong legs and powerful body. He looked down and smirked if April woke now he was sure she would probably have a heart attack.

He opened the door and walked stealthily to his closet, he didn't want to wake April up. Though he would love to see what she thought of his body again as the last time she had seen it she seemed impressed, he smiled again. He was glad all his hard work in the morning could make her blush. That's all he wanted to give her endless bliss and butterfly's, she deserved them.

Dean took out a black t-shirt and black lounge trousers, he put them on and discarded his towel. He thought of tomorrow and smiled so he took out a large long sleeved black t-shirt. Walking back into his bedroom he looked at the peaceful April as she slept soundly. He left the t-shirt at the bottom of the bed.

She had now used one of his pillows to hug against her body. He kissed her forehead like he had done that first night in their past life and vowed to himself that he would not let her go again. Hopefully, soon she would lie in his embrace but for now he walked out of the bedroom and lay on his couch and closed his eyes.

The sun streamed through Deans bedroom windows, the light shone through and woke April. April turned her back to the unwelcomed sunshine and threw the covers over her head. As she started to wake, her thoughts made her stir. As she was burrito'd up in what she thought was her duvet, she smelt the masculine leather cologne.

Her eyes snapped open and she sat up, her hair a mess and her hangover truly started to set in. She scanned the room, thinking about last night she sighed. She felt silly for giving those feelings from the past any thought in this lifetime. Though she allowed herself to feel lonely she wouldn't miss those who wouldn't miss her or think of her.

Last night she was out with Michael so she had thought he had brought her to his home. She felt relief, he was such a good friend to look after her to this extent. She looked around the bedroom, it was mostly dark walls and furniture, it didn't seem like Michael would live here. He was all bright and light, maybe his tastes were different than she thought.

She then noticed the t-shirt at the bottom of the bed and a bathroom just opposite the bed. A shower would be great right about now, she wanted to wash off yesterday and the alcohol smell. She got up and felt her head a little bit wobbly, with her legs now on the ground she looked over and saw the water and headache tablets.

Again Micheal was so thoughtful, this was her first taste of a hangover and she didn't enjoy the feeling. April took the water and tablets, she swallowed the tablets and gulped down the water. Nearly finishing the entire bottle in one go, the water refreshed her throat and quenched her thirst.

April walked to the end of the bed and grabbed the long sleeved black t-shirt before she entered the bathroom. The bathroom was tiled and was open plan, it had a double washbasin and a very large all-glass shower. She fiddled with the taps and turned it on. It was a rain shower and as she waited for it to heat up she stripped off and folded yesterdays clothes.