"Why the fuck do you think I would want anyone to love me?" He replied hastily, not even sure why she would care in the first place. The fact that she had referred to him as being damaged as fuck left him wondering. That had been over ten years ago and she hadn't even known him that well. If she thought he had been damaged as fuck back then, what the fuck would she think about him now?
Dean stood there and just looked back at her, his eyes closing briefly after the caress to his face. "No, I think I'm going to drown myself in the pool instead. Sure you don't want to join me?"