The next morning Jo popped her head into Lizzie's room just to see if she was there, and just as she suspected would be the case, she wasn't. Jo was not angry, but she decided that eventually she'd need to set down some ground rules about sleeping over at her boyfriend's house now that they were together. Now that they had done the deed, there was nothing to prevent, except pregnancy; but Jo still didn't want them to make spending the night together a habit. This time she would make an exception though; it was their first time. They should be allowed to wake up together. She couldn't believe how cool she was being about this. She'd always been sure that if Lizzie became sexually active before she was married, she would just freak out, but it wasn't so bad. It was Gordo after all and she knew that Gordo truly loved her.
Sam walked by on his way down to the kitchen and asked, "Is Lizzie up already?"
"Oh, no. She's actually not in there, I forgot that she said she was spending the night at Miranda's," Jo said lying to Sam. One of the ground rules was going to be that Sam not find out. Jo knew he would not be able to handle his baby girl's sex life the way she was.
When Gordo woke up the next morning he felt sure that what had happened the night before had been a dream. When he opened his eyes and saw Lizzie sleeping, naked, next to him in bed he knew it had been real. He smiled as he watched her sleep. He thought about bringing her breakfast in bed, but decided it was a little cliché. He reached over and brushed some hair away from her face. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled. "I thought last night might have been a dream," she said sleepily.
"Me too, until I saw you here," Gordo said.
Lizzie moved closer to Gordo on the bed and snuggled into him. Just as they were both starting to doze off again Lizzie's eyes flew open and she said, "I was here all night and I didn't tell my parents anything. I need to call home." Lizzie grabbed the cordless phone off Gordo's desk and climbed back into bed with it. She dialed home and when her mother answered, she wasn't sure what to say.
"Lizzie honey, is that you?" Jo asked, knowing it was from the caller ID.
"Yeah, hi Mom," Lizzie said sheepishly, "I was calling to let you know where I am."
"Don't worry I already know," Jo said in a business like tone, "But, if your father asks, you were at Miranda's all night. That's what I told him."
"But I'm not at Miranda's, I'm at Gordo's," Lizzie said.
"Sweetie, I know," Jo said.
"You know?" Lizzie asked.
"Yes," Jo said simply.
"And you're not mad at us?" Lizzie asked.
"No, I gave you all the information I could so that you would be able to make an informed decision. Really, it was just delaying the inevitable. I knew it would happen eventually," Jo explained.
"When did you know?" Lizzie asked.
"Last night when you were leaving the house," Jo said.
"I didn't even know then, how could you?" Lizzie asked.
"Experience. I just knew," Jo said, "Remember, if your father asks, you were at Miranda's. I'll see you later, take your time. Oh, and we'll have to set down some ground rules about this eventually."
Lizzie hung up the phone and looked at Gordo. "Well, that was odd. For as much as she lectured me about this, she is fine with it and even told me to take my time."
"Well, I intend to take full advantage of that invitation," Gordo said as he ran his hands over her naked body.
"Let me ask you a question first," Lizzie said, "You must have been fairly sure that this would happen soon right?"
"Not really, why?" Gordo asked.
"You have an economy sized package of condoms in your dresser drawer, you had to have been pretty confident," Lizzie said.
"I didn't buy those," Gordo said.
"Then who did?" Lizzie asked.
"I'd guess that my Dad did. But now that I think about it last week my Mom told me that she was going to put some things into my dresser for me. I just assumed it was new socks or boxers or something," Gordo said.
"But your Mom is totally against pre-marital sex," Lizzie said.
"I know, but our Mothers kept in touch since we've come home from the cabin, maybe together they decided it was okay," Gordo said.
"Weird," Lizzie said.
"I know, but let's not waste anymore time trying to analyze this," Gordo said. With that said he pulled her closer to him and feverishly kissed her. Lizzie kissed him back and moved her hands down until they encountered the object of her desire. When they'd finished Gordo announced that he was starving.
"Well, I'm not surprised after how busy we've been. I'm hungry too," Lizzie said.
"How about we go out for breakfast, my treat," Gordo suggested.
"That sounds great, but I'm not going anywhere until I've had a shower," Lizzie said.
"Well, get going then," Gordo said. As he listened to the shower start running and Lizzie taking a towel out of the cupboard, he had an idea. After she'd been in the shower for a minute or two, he crept into the bathroom, shut the door and climbed into the shower behind her.
"Mind if I join you?" Gordo asked.
Lizzie jumped a little, turned to him and smiled, "Sure."
As she shampooed her hair, he just stood there grinning at her.
"What?" She finally asked.
"Nothing, it's kind of embarrassing," Gordo said. Seeing that she wasn't going to be satisfied with that answer Gordo blushed and continued, "Well, this is a little surreal. I used to fanaticize about spying on you in the shower and now I'm actually in the shower with you."
Lizzie blushed as well and said, "Well, in that case you might just have to take me to lunch instead of breakfast, Mr. Gordon."
Catching her drift he let his hands wander over sudsy body and said, "I like the way your mind works McGuire."
Author's Note: So, I changed this story back to PG-13. Thanks to my readers who convinced me that this isn't too racy to be PG-13. Now that they've done the deed, I'm obviously having a good time with it. But, don't worry, this isn't going to turn into an all sex story...just these last two chapters. We are drawing very close to the end, and I will be starting the sequel shortly! Thanks again for reading and reviewing!!