My Brother's Best Friend

22|| Jealousy - Bonus Chapter

I burst out in laughter.

"She's— She's in love with you?" I can barely form the words as I clench my stomach and gasp for breath as I laugh harder than I have in a while.

Dean is taken aback by my response. He looks at me like I'm having some sort of mental break. To be honest, I did think it was funny. I even thought it was funnier that he thought I would get mad. Now, I don't appreciate her going behind my back and telling Dean. Not only is Dean taken, but she is too.

I'm not shocked at her antics-- I've seen her operate with guys. However, I'm not jealous either. I'm not insecure in our relationship because Dean has given me no reason to be. I finally calm down and look at a very confused Dean.

"So, I take it you're either not mad or you're going to kill her." His tone voicing his confusion. I slightly laugh at his statement, but a part of me feels like he wants me to be jealous. "No, I'm not mad and I'm not going to kill her either." I softly say. "Thank you for telling me." I kiss Dean on the lips, he grabs me by my waist, pulling me into him.

We land on the bed, me on top of him. "We can't miss our dinner reservations." I whisper in his ear. It had been a while since Dean and I actually went on a date. Not that I minded, but I didn't want to waste a date for something we could do after.

He groans and sits us both up. "Fine, but we are continuing this once we get home." He smirks. I laugh, and stand up off the bed, grabbing my purse and walking out of our room. We walk into the living room to see Axel by himself, watching the same TV show that was on earlier.

"See ya later." Dean says to Axel.

"Where are y'all going?" Axel mumbles as he eats chips out of the bag.

"I'm taking my girl out to eat." Dean says as he grabs my hand and walks us to the door.

I wonder to myself why Emma wasn't there. Did she tell Axel about how she felt about my Dean? I feel bad for Axel. He's a great guy who deserves a genuine girl that's crazy about him and no one else.

Dean opens the passenger door for me and closes it once I'm in. He gets in the driver seat and we head to the restaurant.

After a while of listening to the radio, I can't stop the urge to ask Dean a question. "Where do you think Emma was?" I say, fumbling with my lipgloss.

"Don't know. Don't care." He states simply as he stops at the red light. I nod and purse my lips. Okay, so maybe I was a little jealous. I hated the thought of another girl liking him.

Maybe it was jealousy making me act out or maybe it was the lack of sex I'd been having, but I wanted Dean... bad.

"How much longer till we get there? I'm hungry." I say, with ulterior motives. He looks at the digital clock in the truck and pauses to think. "Hmm, maybe 20 minutes or so." Perfect.

I place my hand on his thigh and lightly massage it, slowly inching up. He cocks his eyebrow and looks at me. "What do you think you're doing?" He says with suspicion and a touch of playfulness. "Nothing." I innocently smile, but continue rubbing his thigh.

I unbuckle my seatbelt and lean over to his neck, placing sloppy kisses on his jawline and slowly going down towards his chest. "Athena!" He lightly laughs, still with a serious tone. "What?" I try to play it off. "I'm driving, you're gonna make me crash."

"Then focus on the road." I distractedly say. I continue placing sloppy kisses on his neck as I begin to massage his bulge. A quiet moan escapes his lips, urging me to keep going.

I feel him lead towards me and I feel his hand grip my ass tightly and squeeze it as I unbutton his jeans. I pull his hardened dick out of his jeans and slowly begin pumping it. "Fuck." He curses out.