“Hm, thanks for that. Last thing we need is for Sam to have more reasons to tease us.”Bailey rolled her eyes amused as she followed him. Amused because she knew everyone was going to be excited and happy for them.
Two days later bailey smiled a little as she looked down a little, carefully walking as she looped her arm with Crowley’s. Since she wasn’t demon, she had to come in a way different then dean did, and usually got a escort from everyone’s favorite demon. The fact that she didn’t trust most demons with what most of them still called their king’s ‘human slut’ well, she didn’t want to upset dean, so it was easier just to come in with crowley, not tell dean, because she knew how dean felt about her, she knew things between them was good, so she simply ignored the stupid demons. Besides, this way she got to tease her finacee just a little longer, with making him wait to see her outfit for the night in public, when he couldn’t do anything about it until they got home. The
black dress clung to a body made for hunting and sex, curvy and soft where she was supposed to be, lean and hard still after a lifetime of hunting and work. All in all, it was a dress made for a woman who was dean’s perfect wet dream. The soft blond hair bound up in
flowers and knots, a reflection of her life now, bound up in knots for her finacee, and flowers. Stepping into the ballroom, she searched the room, like she always did, for dean first. Nothing else mattered, not even the demons she knew she should mind, should take care of first, because what was most important to her, besides the kids, was in this room, and she needed to find him first.