Gizmo rang the doorbell and waited for Jill to open the door. His stomach fluttered and he bounced on his toes until the door opened. The deadbolt flipped a moment before the door opened and happiness washed through him. The butterflies in his stomach settled and he hooked his thumbs in his belt loops to keep from reaching for her.
"Hey, you look great." He couldn"t keep the smile from his face.
"Thanks. Come on in, I’m almost ready." She stepped back and let him in. "I"ve been thinking, maybe I should take my car."
"You don"t want to stay?" Gizmo frowned. Had he read her reactions wrong. He"d thought she sounded happy at the idea of staying at his place tonight.
"No, I do. but I have to work in the morning. I don"t want to have to get you up in time to bring me home."
"You"re wel
