April watched as Dean left the the condo and she shook her head, yes was he was helping her move her mothers paintings and he was a great help but she didn't ask and she could have carried them herself. For once though it was nice having someone do something for her without even asking.
She had a small smile on her face as she started preparing dinner for the two of them. Not too long later Dean appeared at the door with the rest of the paintings. He literally lifted them like they weighed nothing, she couldn't help but stare at his body. Did he workout? She turned quickly and restarted making dinner.
Dean looked up at April as he walked to her art room and she was caught glancing over. Dean had noticed the flush on her cheeks he felt happy he had spent all that time and effort working out so he could make her blush.
