"I'm nothing you have to fear, either."

Desire's hand flexes and relaxes next to her side, as if she were stifling the urge to reach out, to touch. To recapture that moment -- and perhaps it's a little reassuring, knowing he's not the only one wanting right now.

"I can offer you everything you've ever wanted."

Those gold eyes have yet to leave Dean's face.

"Not that you'll be satisfied on having it."