Hating You, Loving You (Inked Hearts 4)

Dean: It might shock you, but I don't always do what I should.

Chloe: You're my boss.

Dean: Yeah.

Chloe: Do you think about that? About ordering me around?

Dean: You sure you know what you're getting into, sunshine?

Chloe: Positive.

Dean: Yeah. I do.

Chloe: Me too.

Dean: You like me bossy?

Chloe: Sometimes. Other times… You annoy the fuck out of me.

Dean: I know.

Chloe: Doesn't that bother you?

Dean: No.

Chloe: Why not?

Dean: I like the fire.

I like it too. Dean makes me feel a lot—irritated, frustrated, needy, amused, curious, entertained. Some of it is bad.

But it's always something.

When I'm with him, I feel more than the dull, empty numb that set in with my diagnosis.

No one else does that to me.

Chloe: Do you think about me?

Dean: Yeah.

Chloe: I think about you.

Dean: I know.

Chloe: I should probably go before we get into trouble.

Dean: Probably.

Chloe: What about you?

Dean: What about me?

Chloe: What are you wearing?

Dean: Jeans. White t-shirt. Black boxers.

Chloe: Are you mocking me?