Sitting tensed on the bed was Gattina, she looked here and there, then jolted when she heard the sound of Dean's footsteps. She looked up immediately, her eyes sharp and vigilant as she watched him walk towards her with a small white towel around his neck and his hair sticking to his face.

Her eyes trailed his face and she couldn't help gulping.

“So handsome..” She muttered, her eyes filled with awe. His son looked nothing like him except the black hair which they both have, but ...