Of all the things Dean could have expected Dempsey to say, that hadn't even been in the realm of possibilities. He tried not to react too quickly despite the shock, but his eyes widened anyway, sleep shoved off as he focused on what Dempsey was saying.

That wasn't a lot to go on, but it had him bristling a little. Dean had gotten involved with a married woman all of once and had quickly learned his lesson. He still had the scar on his leg from bolting out the window through the garden half-dressed. What he did was already risky, (currently, this was illegal) but the added factor of a spouse finding out wasn't something he was willing to screw around with. Dean (typically, present company side) liked loose attachments, something quick and fun, there was no need to bog down the enjoyment with those kinds of heavy concerns. The less potential consequences, the better.

That Dempsey had been married before was not the issue, but was he still involved with the woman? "But you're not still married, right? He'd never said, and he wasn't wedding a wedding band, so Dean sincerely hoped not.