She was right. He couldn't deny it because she was right. Cas had never known romantic love, never expected it. He didn't considered it in the arsenal of things that were important to him. Romance wasn't important to him. Joanna was.
"Hmm, sleep soon. A little water first OK? You'll feel better. I promise." She was so close, her breath reeked of whiskey. He didn't flinch. He hooked his fingers over her panties. "One more step and we're done OK? The water's warm. It'll feel good."