The secret is out.
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Sunday afternoon, Angela and Jordan were hanging out by the pool with Shane, Tommy and Deborah. They'd all had lunch together and then Shane suggested they take a swim. As hot as it was in July in California, everyone had agreed.
Angela and Deborah, sitting in the lounge chairs by the wall, were watching Jordan, Shane and Tommy horse around in the water. They laugh as Tommy swims up to Shane from behind, shoving his head underwater. Shane comes up sputtering before grabbing Tommy around the waist and pulling him under with him.
"So, Deborah, Tommy told me you guys were getting an apartment together in Pittsburgh." Angela picks up her soda and takes a sip.
"Yeah, we're going to be staying at Shane's until we find a place. It just makes more sense, you know? We both gave up our apartments when we came out here, so instead of renting two apartments, we're going to rent one and live together." Deborah glances over to the pool where the guys are laughing and splashing each other.
"That's great, Deb. I know Shane won't mind you staying there as long as you need to. He's probably going to be staying at Sharon's a lot, anyway." Angela looks at Deborah, watching her watch Tommy. "You guys are good together. You obviously love each other."
Deborah looks back to her with a smile. "We do love each other. When I started working with them three years ago, I never imagined I'd end up where I am now. Tommy and I didn't hit it off at first, either." Laughing at her memories, Deborah says, "To be honest, I think it was because he was jealous of Shane. You know what a flirt Shane is. It's hard not to be drawn in by him. But I never felt that way about him."
Angela, having never really talked to Deborah about any of this, is now curious. "So how did you two end up together? I know Tommy, and he doesn't say all that much. I bet you made the first move."
"Yeah, I did, actually. But I had some help. Jordan and Shane locked us in the dressing room together after a show one night last year. Guess we were getting on their nerves." Smiling to herself, Deborah says, "After arguing for almost an hour, I grabbed Tommy and kissed him. Let's just say, it was a start to something beautiful."
"I'm happy for you. First you and Tommy, and then Shane and Sharon. Before long, there will be another Residue baby running around." Chuckling, Angela says, "Gosh, once the fans find out that all the members of Residue are off the market, there will be mass pandemonium."
With a slightly panicked look, Deborah turns away from Angela. "How did you know? We haven't told anyone yet."
Angela VO: Wait. What is she talking about? Uh oh, I guess Tommy and Deborah have something to tell us.
"Told anyone what, exactly?" Angela, now confused, asks her, "Is there something you want to talk about?"
Shifting closer to Angela, Deborah says, "Angela, I'm 8 weeks pregnant. We found out a few weeks ago, but we weren't going to tell anyone yet. I thought that's what you were talking about."
Angela, shocked, stares at Deborah before busting out laughing. "No, Deb, I wasn't saying that at all. I was talking about Shane and Sharon, you know." Angela holds up her ring finger, pointing at her ring.
Now it's Deborah's turn to look shocked. "Wow. Guess we're all full of secrets lately, aren't we?"
"Uh, NO, we aren't. Jordan and I have no secrets to divulge. Shane and Tommy, however, have been busy boys." Deborah and Angela are laughing when all three of the guys get out of the pool and walk over to where they're sitting.
"What's so funny over here?" Shane asks, sitting on the end of Angela's chair.
Tommy nudges Deborah over so that he can sit beside her. "Let us in on the secret."
Angela and Deborah crack up again. "How about the two of you letting the rest of us in on some of your secrets?"
Jordan pushes Shane up from his spot at Angela's feet and sits in front her, leaning against her chest. "What are you talking about? These two can't keep secrets. They're like an open book, mostly pictures with very few words."
"Fuck you, Catalano. I have secrets that you know nothing about." Shane takes the seat on the other side of Angela. Looking across at Tommy and Deborah, snuggled together, Shane says, "Alright. I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours."
Tommy looks down at Deborah and smiles. "Ok, but it wasn't going to be a secret for long. We just wanted to wait a little while. You know, let the media hype die down and all." Hugging Deborah to him, he says, "Deborah and I are getting married next month."
"What? Deborah! You didn't tell me that!" Angela reaches over and pinches her on the arm.
Jordan starts laughing. Looking at Shane, he shakes his head. "Oh, god. Two weddings at once? I don't think I can stand this. I'm gonna have to wear a suit?"
Tommy snorts, saying, "Damn, Shane. Didn't mean to spoil your fun. Have you asked her yet?"
Shane, now pouting, crosses his arms over his chest. "No, I haven't. I was going to ask her next weekend."
Angela reaches over to pat Shane on the arm. "It's ok, Shane. At least Sharon isn't pregnant."
Deborah yells at Angela, "Angela! God, you gotta big mouth!"
"Nice, Tommy. Haven't you heard of protection?" Jordan bumps fists with him.
Shane, still pouting, looks at the wall and mumbles something. Not catching it, Tommy says, "What was that?"
"I said, YES, she is." Shane leans his head back on the seat and closes his eyes.
Jordan, who had been stealing a drink of Angela's soda, gasps and then starts to cough as the drink goes down the wrong way. Angela and Deborah are laughing and Tommy is shaking his head. Shane looks over at them all and smirks. "All we need now is for Angela to tell us she's pregnant again. If the other night was anything to go by, she could very well be."
"Shut up, Shane! Hell no. Angela is not pregnant again. Angela is not having anymore babies." Angela grins at her friends. "Now it's you guys who get the midnight feedings and dirty diapers. I say all of you need to sign up for babysitting when we get back. Justin will break you in. He's more than enough for me at the moment."
"You guys are a piece of work. Shouldn't you have proposed, then made babies?" Jordan takes Angela's hand in his, playing with her wedding band. "And don't even say anything about me, I was 19. You guys are old enough to know better." Pretending to frown, he says, "I'm really disappointed in the both of you."
"Oh, hush, Jordan." Reaching down to pinch his stomach, Angela giggles. "We didn't get married until 3 years after I was pregnant the first time."
"True, but we were kids. They are grown men. Well, Tommy is anyway. Shane will forever be 16." Jordan smirks as Shane flips him off.
All of them start laughing. Shane grabs his towel and excuses himself, heading up the stairs. Before too long, Tommy and Deborah leave, too. Jordan and Angela are left sitting together in the lounge chair. Jordan starts running his hands over her legs on either side of him. Angela's arms are around his neck, crossed over his chest. Her chin is resting on the top of his head.
"Ang, you don't want another baby, do you?" Jordan runs his hand over the back of her thigh.
"Jordan, no. We've talked about this." She's told him over and over that she doesn't want anymore kids, at least not right now. "Just because Shane and Tommy are both having kids, doesn't mean we need to have another one."
"Oh, I know. I was just thinking that, you know, we've got Maddie and Justin. We know how to do this, but Shane and Tommy are both going to be new dads. I was remembering what it felt like. To be honest, I don't know if I really want anymore or not. I don't know how I'd feel with another baby, especially since Justin is still so small." Moving his finger across the back of her knee, he says, "I think they'll be good dads, don't you?"
"I do. You see how they are with the kids. And Shane is already crazy about Sharon's boys. They'll be fine. Just like you were." Hugging him, she says, "Every dad is different. If they're half as good at it as you are, then those kids are lucky."
"I used to be scared of what kind of father I would turn out to be. I was terrified that I'd turn out like Tony." Moving his head, he plants a kiss on her shoulder. "I'm so glad I'm not like him."
"Baby, you are nothing like him. You're a great father. Don't ever doubt it." She leans over and kisses his lips. Brushing her hand down over his stomach, she stops just above his shorts before moving it back up. "Wanna get back in the pool with me?"
He stands up, pulling her up behind him. "Yeah, let's get in the pool."
She watches as he dives in the deep end, before she jumps in after him. When they both come up for air, he swims over to her. Grabbing her by the waist, he picks her up and tosses her in the water. She wraps her arms around his legs and pulls him under with her.
For a while, they play in the water like two little kids, happy and carefree. When Angela notices that her fingers are starting to get wrinkled, she swims over to the steps and climbs out. Jordan climbs out behind her.
Taking her by the hips, he pulls her against his chest. Kissing her just behind the ear, he says, "Don't run off," as he brushes one hand up across her stomach, while the other one moves to the front of her bikini bottoms. Pushing his hand inside, he cups her heat. "I've been watching you in this thing all afternoon, now I want to see you out of it." Pulling her ear into his mouth, he bites down on it.
Angela, feeling his erection pressing into her back, reaches around to rub her hand over the bulge in his shorts. "Let's head upstairs. I don't think I could handle another of Shane's interruptions."
Turning her around to face him, he wraps his arms around her back and pulls her up against him. "No. I don't want to go upstairs. I don't want to wait that long." He ducks his head, capturing her lips with his. Pushing his tongue in her mouth, he grabs her ass and pulls her tighter against him.
"But what if someone comes back down here?" Angela moves her hands down his back.
"They won't. Don't worry." Jordan nips at her neck.
Backing her up against the wall of windows that overlook the forest, Jordan grinds his hips against her. His mouth, now moving along her shoulder, is leaving a damp trail. His hands make their way into her bottoms. One is caressing her ass, while the other is moving across her damp heat to her slick wet opening.
Angela has one hand in his hair. Her other hand is down the front of Jordan's trunks, stroking his dick. When he pushes two of his fingers inside her, she moans in pleasure, rocking her hips against him. Untying his trunks, she pushes them down his hips just enough to free him. She goes back to stroking him while he works his fingers in and out of her.
"Jordan, anyone can see us through these windows if they look." She licks up the side of his neck. "Let's at least take it to the couch in the next room so we can shut the door." She sighs as his mouth bites down on the top of her left breast.
Grinning against her skin, he says, "So let them look. I want you right here." Removing his fingers, he takes her bottoms in his hand and pulls them to the side. Hitching her right leg up over his hip, he enters her, pushing himself all the way inside.
He pauses to look at her face, listening to her sigh with pleasure as her body stretches to accept him. Pulling her top down, he moves his mouth to her chest. With his shaft, rock hard, buried inside her, he holds her in place while his mouth works on her breasts. He continues to tease her as she starts rocking her hips against him. Gently biting down on her nipple, he starts moving inside her.
Angela, with her head tilted back against the glass, arches her back. Jordan, holding her hips in place as he strokes in and out of her, leans forward to places kisses across her chest and neck, licking and sucking along the way.
Angela, holding on to his shoulders, lets out a cry as Jordan pushes deeper inside her. Holding her up, he moves in and out, his body sliding against hers. As she feels her muscles tighten around him, she pulls his mouth to hers. She can feel her whole body shudder as he moves just the right way. Moving her tongue against his, her hands tangled in his hair, she lets go.
Jordan, still thrusting into her, grabs her ass with both hands and pushes her higher on the window. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she holds on to him. Her body still pulsing around him, she cries out again. Jordan, fingers biting into her hips, thrusts into her one last time before he empties himself inside her.
He leans into her for several long seconds before she unwraps her legs. Slipping out of her, he helps her to stand. Wrapping his arms around her, he kisses her forehead. They continue to lean against the glass for a few minutes until both are breathing normally again.
"I don't know if I can make it upstairs. You may have to carry me," Angela mumbles against his shoulder.
Chuckling, Jordan lets her go and takes her hand. "Come on. You can do it."
They walk around the pool and up the stairs. When they get to the kitchen, Shane is sitting at the table looking bored.
Looking at him in surprise, Jordan says, "Why are you sitting up here?"
Rolling his eyes, Shane sighs. "I left my phone down there. I was waiting for you to come up so I could go get it. I didn't expect for it to take this long." Just as Shane is disappearing down the stairs, he says, "Geez, you guys are loud."
Laughing out loud, Jordan starts for the bedroom, pulling Angela behind him. "Well, that was awkward. At least he didn't walk in on us this time."
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