At home, Gizmo carried in and put away the few items he’d picked up at the store then went into the living room and sat. He glanced over at his computer and was tempted to fire it up and message Jill now.
Hell, why not? No, not now. She likely wouldn’t be online this soon anyway. He’d be better off waiting at least an hour, maybe two. To distract himself, he pushed himself to his feet and went to shower. He’d grab something to eat then message her, he decided as he made his way to the bedroom.
Hell, why not?He was halfway through his shower, shampoo suds filling his hair and dripping down his face when his phone rang with the ringtone he reserved for Souls club officers. It let him know it was someone higher in the club hierarchy and he needed to answer or get back to them asap.
With a
