Dean chuckled, stealing another kiss while nobody was there to mock him for doing so. His hands, now free of their burden, cuupped Bela's cheeks. Since they'd started dating, they still hadn't had sex, and he would have been lying if he'd said that it didn't hurt him in visceral ways. But it was actually sort of liberating; he didn't think she was conning him, and he was starting to sort of trust her in his own way.