Meanwhile…
"Oh, Cassandra," Cassandra propped her elbow on the window, pinching the bridge of her nose in distress. "Why are you being like this now?"
She slowly opened her eyes, her hand creeping up to her chest. Her heart was racing, thudding against her ribcage. Dean's scent lingered in her nostrils, and his warmth somehow clung to her skin. The slight brush of his breath on the shell of her ear as he reached out to open the door for her made her ears heat up and redden.
"You must have lost your mind," she murmured to herself, touching her ears to try to stop them from heating up. She clenched her teeth a bit, looking distressed by what she felt back there. "You're with someone already."
