We were dating for two weeks and I was coming from Paris and I got to L.A. at the airport and the doors open to the plane and I come out and I see all these people taking a picture of somebody. And he was standing there, flowers in hand, no security. That was when I knew he was a keeper. He didn’t care if anyone saw.
|Demon:||to hell and back, tell me what makes you so special?|
|Dean:||I like to think its because of my perky nipples :)|
|Gotta love dean ;)|