It sounded like technically (legally), but not actively. The knot of uneasiness that had wound itself up in his stomach ebbed a little. He visibly relaxed against the pillows again.

"So she's not going to come hunt me down for hogging your attention then?" A tease to hopefully break the tension that had taken over the room. It sounded like they had been young, reckless; Dean couldn't even imagine marrying at eighteen, he couldn't even imagine from married now, wasn't sure he wanted to get married ever. He wasn't surprised, both in knowing Dempsey the way he did, and given the nature of the nuptials, that it hasn't lasted.

Getting involved with a married partner was one if those morals Dean would never go against, but it sounded like, in this case at least, that it wasn't really a problem. He would keep the other boundaries he'd set with Dempsey, but might let this one slide and see where it went.