The storm raged outside with a ferocious intensity that had Angel sitting up and rubbing her eyes. She swore to herself as she realized that the power was out, because the air conditioner wasn't humming like it usually did, blocking out the sounds of the storm.
She laughed a little as she realized that Dahlia had fallen asleep in her bed, and that the movie they'd been watching, An Officer And A Gentleman, was paused on the menu screen. She covered up her daughter and made her way across the room into the bathroom that joined it, using her cell phone screen as a dim light source.
She'd just gotten some water when she heard her cell phone vibrating, and saw that it was coming from an unknown number. "Damn it.. Can't you just take a hint already? I mean do you really have to keep pushing?" she said as she hit ignore, letting it go to voicemail.
The screen lit up and this time it was a text from Jon. She read it and laughed a little louder than intended as she muttered, "You silly sexy man." and raked her hands through her hair, before texting him back.
Dean was sitting in a radio station with Seth and Roman, because apparently, their boss thought it'd be funny to schedule an interview for them at midnight on some local Florida radio show.
He slid out his phone because for now, Seth and Roman were doing most of the talking, and as he sat waiting on someone to ask him a question, he texted Angel, ' storm's getting pretty bad there, isn't it? wanted 2 check on u both. no ex, right? seriously thinking i want 2 kick mcmahon's ass for doing this. pretty sure he did it on purpose.'
A few seconds later, Angel sent him back a text that made him laugh a little that said ' Unknown number just called, didn't answer. Storm is bad and I am seriously contemplating nudity at this point. It's that damn hot. About the interview, haha, better you than me, lol. ;p'
He rubbed his chin in thought at the statement about the heat, then texted back, ' So u think it's funny, huh, babe. I'm gonna blast Megadeth and wake ya up 2morrow. We could go night swimming, lol.'
Angel stepped out of the cold shower she'd just taken when she saw her cell phone's screen lit up. She groaned, rolling her eyes in the darkness as she read the text he sent back and muttered quietly, "Yeah.. typical Jon statement.. Not that I'm gonna complain, or the idea doesn't tempt me.."
She laughed at herself, at how silly she was being, lately, and then dressing quickly, she walked back into her bedroom, got into the bed. The storm picked up intensity outside her window and she groaned as she rolled over on her back, then picked up her phone.
So he could flirt via text, hmm... No harm in her flirting back.. they had been sort of doing that with one another lately..
'Damn u 4 tempting me, Jon. I just had a cold shower, I'm good 4 now. So, is the interview almost over? This storm's picking up pretty damn bad, worried about u driving back in it.'
His phone vibrated against his leg and he slid it out covertly after answering the question the interviewer had just asked him. He groaned a little to himself, licked his lips and raked his hand over the back of his neck as he read the text, tried NOT to picture what she'd told him for himself, then smiled a little at the last thing she'd sent before answering back, 'Now who's teasin, babe? Storm's pretty damn bad, u 2 stay inside.. Interview's almost over, ain't makin any promises about being careful, bc I'm about to fall asleep sitting here.'
Angel read the text and groaned then texted back, 'Do not drive like a bat out of hell, damn it. I will kick ur ass if something happens to you. I enjoy our bizarre arguments. No worries, we're definitely gonna stay indoors. gonna try 2 sleep now, good night, jon.. I mean it, you be careful.'
Dean read the last text and grumbled a little as they were walking down the hallway of the radio station and out into the storm.
Once he was in the backseat, Seth was driving, he was the only one who was hyper enough to still be awake at the hour it was currently, Dean texted Angel back ' Good night.' as he slid his phone into his pocket. He walked in the door to his house as soon as he was home and flopping on the bed, he lie there listening to the rain hitting the roof and made a decision.
"Ahh what the hell.. I want her, too damn sick of fighting it.. And it's not like she's gonna make a move or something." he muttered to himself before he fell asleep finally.