Catrina’s POV
“Do you need something?” Dean asked me.
“Can I sit?” I asked, pointing to the foot of his bed. He nodded his head yes and I took a seat. “What’s that?” I pointed at the pad he had. It looked a little like a sketchbook.
“Nothing,” he said, setting it face down. “I thought you were spending time with my brother.”
“Dad called him and needed him for something.”
“Oh.”
“I’m surprised you are sitting here alone and not with some girl,” I told him honestly.
“Jealous?” He arched an eyebrow.
“No, just surprised is all.”
“Huh okay. So, you decided to come in here waiting for my twin to come back?”
“We are friends, so I didn’t think you would mind also I need a ride home.”
“Does my brother, know you are asking me to take you home.”
“Yes, he knows. I told him I would ask
