Rose’s POV
The next morning I wake up to a light breeze and the smell of the ocean in the room. I look over and the window is open and Dean isn’t in bed. He must of opened the window when he woke up. I lay back down and close my eyes enjoying the breeze and the sounds of the waves. We’re close enough to see and hear it. I also hear the shower going. I sit up and get dressed and wait for Dean to come out. Finally he steps out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. Damn. I mean I know Dean is attractive, but I’ve only seen him shirtless a few times. Each time is better than the last. The way he moves, his muscles, his still wet skin, it’s all perfect.
“See something interesting?” Dean pulls me right back to reality. The reality where I was just oogling at him. He gives me a smirk and I throw
