Oh after everything he had done who but a demon could love the hunter? But Ruby cared for him long before he had experienced darkness. She cared for him the first second she laid eyes on the hunter. When she slid into the booth across from him and squirted ketch up on the plate and indulged in greasy, fried crack.
Because you're tall. I like a tall man.
She was always about the game, playing coy, but when it came to the truth, she said it harsh and cold. "Sammy-" He cut her off, pulling into a powerful kiss again and smirking against his lips as he lifted her easily, but as always, gently on to the nearest table. Oh Sam, he was always so gentle, but she knew he had a bad side, if she could get it to come out. Laughing quietly, she slid her hands under his shirt and around his powerful muscles and stomach.