Jill stood in her front room, watching the back of Gizmo"s bike disappear down the street. He"d dropped her off and walked her to the door, making sure she was safely inside. Then he’d kissed the breath out of her, gone back to his bike and left. They had a tentative date for tomorrow afternoon, but he"d warned her it was possible something would come up.
With a sigh, she turned away from the window and surveyed her apartment. There were a few things she needed to get done while she had time, especially if she got her way and talked him into staying here next time, hopefully tomorrow.
It was later than usual when Jill signed into SA3 that evening. She hadn"t been online more than five minutes when the first message came in.
"Missed you last night, everything all right?" came in from
