“Stop being stubborn Tay! Please let me help” huffed Dean as he gently, but firmly, grabbed Tay by the waist and forced her to sit on the bed.
“I am not stubborn. I can pack my luggage on my own.”
“With your injured shoulder? This is the definition of stubborn” challenged Dean raising an eyebrow.
“I do not want you going through my clothes” grumbled Taylor.
“what are you afraid of? I have removed your clothes, torn your underwear, and helped you put your clothes on hundreds of times.”
“Dean! Do not talk to me like that” scolded him Taylor as she turned crimson red.
Dean had a lopsided smile when he saw Taylor blushing…. Moon Goddess he missed her so much.
He took an immense pleasure teasing her, as he slowly packed her underwear, piece by piece.
“You know what I just noticed?” he
