"I texted you my email address in case you want to email," the Watcher said and held up his phone.
Jessi texted Ashley and Brandon to contact her right away then retreated into the apartment and paced.
She rolled her eyes but texted Xander the message.
Last night we ran a session on the little boy Betsy texted us about.
She smiled at his reply, relieved, then texted Dusty.
Ignoring the hisses of the others, she locked herself in a bathroom stall and texted her boss, Dusty.
Puzzled, she texted him again.
He texted back then tucked it in his pocket.
Yeah. I texted her.
Jenn texted him earlier to let him know his condo no longer existed.
I texted you the street address.
Come see me, he texted his spy chief.
He pulled out his phone, texted Bianca, and waited, willing the message to make it to her in the in-between world where he'd accidentally sent her.
She texted to the Watcher.
He hadn't texted her to say he was going out before heading to Atlanta this evening.
Still, she'd texted once, soon after Dusty disappeared, asking her Watcher where her mate was.
He pulled out his phone and texted Ingrid.
Jessi texted Ashley not to come, suspecting it was too late.
His hands were full with groceries from the list Ingrid texted her.
Jessi hung up and texted Xander.
After a moment, she texted a quick response and set it down again.
Jessi watched him go, texted her cousins then returned her gaze to the dark sky and ocean.
She texted a quick thank you to Jenn and returned the phone to her pocket.
Jonny had texted her twice already today, asking if she planned on meeting him tomorrow.
She hesitated a moment longer then texted Jonny.