Seeing him come around, Riley Sully simply stood up in the bed and ran to the headboard, still holding two cute socks in her hand, insisting, "Why won't you let me put them on for you?"
Shane Winchester furrowed his eyebrows; how could he let her put on his socks for him...
"This is something I should do for you."
Hearing this, Riley's cheeks flushed a few shades redder, even she didn't know why his plain words would leave her blushing.
"Why can you, and I can't." Riley persisted, her gaze fell on his toes in the slippers, she couldn't help but marvel at how clean and distinct they were.
"Be good, give them to me." Shane once again circled to the headboard.
But Riley turned sideways to avoid him, insisting that she must do it herself.
Shane's eyes narrowed a bit, making her step back a couple of times, accidentally stumbling over the pillow, staggering a few steps.
But in that instant, he grabbed her by the leg and pulled her over.
"Ah—!"
