[h3] Anya [/h3]

Anya let her shoulders relax as Sam laughed at her sense of humor.  They hadn’t exactly started on the best foot for friendship, but it was starting to seem like they had a lot more in common than not.  The thought nearly caused her to blush, which made her feel even more ridiculous, like she had some sort of school girl crush on the attractive stranger she had just met..

When he gestured for them to continue the tour, Anya practically hopped in the air with a bit of excitement. His list of places they could go check out were all really boring, but for some reason they still sounded exciting, especially when he came to the one word she had hoped he would say, ‘library’.  She beamed, her eyes lighting up, and she quickly fumbled with her phone.

“Library.”, it said simply, and then she furthered her sentence in the machine, “I would like to see the library…Please.”

She finished the message with a bright smile, taking in the features of his face, finally.  She scanned from his bright hazel eyes, to the way his face creased when he smiled, and the scrunch of his forehead when he was in thought.  His smile that seemed to stretch from ear to ear.  But he was a hunter, despite being beautiful.

[h3] Dean [/h3] 

Dean raised his eyebrows at Lexi all but telling him that he had no negotiation power.  As fast as their relationship had moved, of course he had negotiation power.  He was kind of the one who made the first move.  But when she continued, he tilted his head back with a small ‘ah’, understanding the route she was going to go down.  He had to work for the next step in their relationship.  

With a deep frown, he glared at her jokingly, “That’s not exactly fair.  You’re here.  You wear the clothing…that…makes you look…like that, and I can’t even request that you wear my clothes?”, he spoke as if he was negotiating a bank deal, “Doesn’t seem like a fair deal, unless you tell me just how much work I need to get done to warrant such a thing.”

He tapped the table, as if he had won, opening his book with sass, but then something dawned on him, and he laid his arm across the book and leaned forward again.  Lowering his voice, he cringed before asking, “Does that mean…s-you know…sex is out too?  Because you know…that’s a big step for us and I just think if you’re interested, you probably shouldn’t miss out just to um…stick it to the man or whatever.  Not that I’m not dedicated to the case.”, he rambled, raising his eyebrows as if it would convince her that he was dedicated and more interested in the case than their budding (quickly) romance.