August 21st excerpt:
Nate managed to get Juno to calm down a little by the time Stan caught up. Dark eyebrows frowned at Stan as Nathan looked him up and down.
“Where’s Dean?” he asked, wasting no time mincing words.
Stan pointed. “In the kitchen. I kind of set him up with a–,”
Nate’s amber eyes went wide. “You left him on his own?” he hissed, incredulous.