June 3rd excerpt:
Watching the computer boot up for a second or two, Jacob shoved his hands into his pockets and glanced over the expanse of the table. For the moment, that was how far the world went for him. He didn’t have any way to climb down, and it was well-established that Dean wouldn’t be letting him on the floor.
At least the attention was off him for a moment. Jacob, assuming he was off the hook while Dean worked, wandered towards the nearest edge of the table, looking out over the room at the gargantuan furniture and faraway walls.
Unfortunately for Jacob, that wasn’t what Dean had in mind for him.
A shadow fell over his body as two fingers pinched his hoodie between them. He was hauled off his feet and brought over to the laptop, dangling over the keyboard for a few seconds before being unceremoniously dropped down between the trackpad and the keyboard. He pitched forward and caught himself on his hands, noting that the plastic was already getting warmer from the machine at work within the casing.