This story opens in Jordan's apartment. Woody has been spending more and more nights here lately. It's morning. The pair has just woken up.
Woody Hoyt woke up to the sound of Jordan Cavanaugh's voice. He opened one eye to see who she was talking to, then sighed and closed it again.
"Joooordaan….get off the phone," he grumbled. She continued on with her conversation, either not hearing him or just ignoring him.
"What time did you want me to be there? " She asked into the phone, "Okay, tomorrow at six o'clock? Great, okay, see you then,"
"Who was that?" Woody asked when he heard the beep of the phone signaling that she had ended the conversation.
"It was my dad. He wants me to have dinner with him tomorrow night. Said he has something to talk to me about. Not sure what it's about but it sounded kind of serious." Jordan said as she pulled back the covers on the bed and prepared to get up.
"Hey! Where are you going?" Woody asked as grabbed her arm to stop her from getting up. "It's early. Lay back down!"
"Well I'm awake now. I thought maybe I'd go for a run. Want to come?" Jordan asked, but Woody just smiled and pulled her back down onto the bed.
"What I want is for you to stay right here in bed with me," he said as he began to kiss her slowly and seductively.
A while later, Jordan sat, resting her body up against Woody's.
"I need to get up. I have to be at work in an hour," Jordan said reluctantly.
"Yeah, me too. I'm off at eight tonight. Want to have another sleepover?" Woody said with a wink.
"Listen, Woods, I've been thinking. It's silly having you bring a toothbrush and an overnight bag over here every time we plan one of these…sleepovers as you call it. Why don't you pack up a bunch of your stuff and bring it over…permanently."
Woody raised his eye brows in surprise.
"Why Jordan Cavanaugh, are you asking me to move in? You are, aren't you?"
"Yeah, I am." She replied seriously. His face also grew serious.
"Are you sure about this? It's a big commitment, and let's face it, that has not really been one of your strong points…"
She looked up at him, rolled her eyes, but nodded.
"C'mon man, I've come a long way in the last few months! "
"I know, but moving in together?"
"Yeah. As I said, Woody, I've been thinking about it. We spend almost every night here anyway. You have a key. I love having you here when I get home from work. Let's just…let's just make it official. Move in with me," Jordan said as she pulled her face up even to his. Woody's face broke into a wide smile as he kissed her softly.
"There's nothing I'd love more than to be here with you every day and every night. I'll start packing my things and move in this weekend."
This time, it was Jordan's turn to smile as she kissed him back.