I covered my face with my hands in embarrassment. Sam stormed out, slamming the door behind him. I got off of Dean, now sitting next to him. He put his arms around me, pulling me close to him.
"That was so embarrassing!" I whined.
"He didn't see anything, only your back. Right?" He asked.
"I hope so." I groaned.
"It's okay."
"You're not the one who was naked."
"Sorry."
"It's fine."
Dean got up, handing me my shirt. I quickly put it on and went to the bathroom to go get ready. When I came back, Dean was already dressed. Sam came in to our room.
"We need to talk."
"Let's talk about it over lunch." Dean suggested.
He nodded and went to the car. I peeked into Harry's and Emily's room to see that they were both still asleep. We decide to just go and bring food back.
Dean and I got into the car. Sam didn't look too happy.
"This has to stop." Sam said.
"What?" Dean asked.
"Your relationship." Sam said.
"What? Why?" I ask.
"Dean, she's way too young for you. It's not appropriate." Sam said.
