After last night Dean woke up with a smile on his face and a newfound energy. He had gone to his home gym and worked out double what he would normally and he still wasn't tired.
He had liked the way she had stared at his chest when they met up in this life. He had just been wearing a towel at that time and now last night he had caught her glancing his way a few times. He was happy he led a regimented lifestyle of working out every morning. It all had been worth it.
He had showered, dressed and then stood in front of the mirror trying to fix his tie. He hated to wear a tie and never learnt properly how to tie one. He gave up after a few goes and stuffed it into his tailored trouser pocket, Oliver would tie it for him in the office. A sudden thought crossed his mind, maybe he could ask the angel next door?
