deannawinchesterlovespie:
“Oh, darlin’. You have no idea.” Deanna grinned into her bottle. “I don’t think it’ll take much to get in my good graces. You’re the best company I’ve had in a while, despite tryin’ to scare me off with healer talk.”
One long last chug of his beer and he placed the empty bottle on the counter, “How ‘bout ‘nother round on me. Lady’s choice,” he nodded toward the bartender with a smooth smile. “I told ya what I do, even to yer great displeasure. I showed ya mine, now yer gonna hafta show me yours. What do you do?”
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were tryin’ to get me drunk, Hess.” She finished off her bottle with a swig and placed her bottle next to his, ordering a round of shots for the two. Her smile strained to stay in place and the drinks were getting to her, but she answered truthfully. “I’m a hunter. It’s not much of a job but it’s my life.”
