/-Delilah-/
I walk into the living room and maintain a straight face. I don't want to give away what's about to happen with my expression.
The girls are busy adjusting their dresses. They're all dressed to seduce him. No doubt, they're hot but I don't think Dean's in the mood to f**k anyone. He doesn't even want to be seduced. I feel so sorry for them.
I brought Janelle into this, but that was only because that doll was getting to Dean faster than anyone else had ever. Dean stomps in with bloodshot eyes. A smirk plays on his lips disguising his rage.
"Deanie" Sofiya squeaks rushing over to him. I roll my eyes as she plants a kiss on his lips. Other girls fight their way to him pushing Sofiya off.
"Take a seat, all of you. There's plenty for everyone. I'm not in a hurry" Dean says and
