Dean laughed at her comment and kissed her temple again, this time a firmer, noisier kiss. "I'm pretty sure you're going soft," he teased her. He watched her take off her shoes and pulled her feet up onto his lap, starting to massage one as he settled back into the door behind him.
"Nah, I know how handsome I am," he answered her with a grin, pressing his thumbs into the foot he was massaging. He was happy just relaxing with her in the car, especially considering he felt like this vehicle was his home more than Bobby's house, especially given it was long since burned down back home.