Lizzie hung her 'Do not disturb' sign before closing the door behind her.
Gordo sat on her bed and patted the spot directly next to him.
"Come sit here sweetie!" Gordo said, outstretching his muscular arms to Lizzie. She pouted cutely and sat on his lap instead.
"Gordo, I just can't wait. I mean, we're going to get married!" Lizzie squealed before snuggling into Gordo's embrace. She sat up suddenly, pondering.
"Wait, am I supposed to call you Gordo from now onwards?" She enquired, her voice filled with intimacy and affection.
"Whatever you call me is fine." Gordo laughed. He paused with a look of mock seriousness on his face. "Just don't call me Gordo, Elizabeth. We're adults now."
Just as Lizzie was about to answer, Gordo planted a deep and passionate kiss on her lips.
"Mm, cherry lip gloss." He joked, as they pulled apart, looking lovingly into each other's eyes.
"Lizzie! Gordo! Come down now! Your parents are here!" They heard Mrs McGuire yell for them.
Lizzie and Gordo clumped down the steps, hand in hand.
"Mom, Dad." Lizzie and Gordo greeted in unison.
"David, we've just discussed this and we think that you two should get married here in Hillridge. Is that fine?" Mrs Gordon asked her son.
"Yup, shouldn't be a problem!" Gordo answered cheerfully. "When?"
"Tomorrow, the whole day will be taken up." Mr Gordon replied. Seeing Gordo opening his mouth to protest, he added. "And don't worry about school. I've called Miss Ungermyer to arrange it and half the school is coming to the reception."
"What about Miranda and the gang?" Lizzie and Gordo protested together.
"How could we forget them?" Mrs McGuire chuckled. She then took her daughter up to her room to agree on hairstyles, makeup and shoes, closely followed by Mrs Gordon.
Gordo was dragged to the den to watch football with his fathers. He turned just as Lizzie whirled around, shooting him a helpless look.
'I love you!' They mouthed at each other at the same time.
"Come sit here sweetie!" Gordo said, outstretching his muscular arms to Lizzie. She pouted cutely and sat on his lap instead.
"Gordo, I just can't wait. I mean, we're going to get married!" Lizzie squealed before snuggling into Gordo's embrace. She sat up suddenly, pondering.
"Wait, am I supposed to call you Gordo from now onwards?" She enquired, her voice filled with intimacy and affection.
"Whatever you call me is fine." Gordo laughed. He paused with a look of mock seriousness on his face. "Just don't call me Gordo, Elizabeth. We're adults now."
Just as Lizzie was about to answer, Gordo planted a deep and passionate kiss on her lips.
"Mm, cherry lip gloss." He joked, as they pulled apart, looking lovingly into each other's eyes.
"Lizzie! Gordo! Come down now! Your parents are here!" They heard Mrs McGuire yell for them.
Lizzie and Gordo clumped down the steps, hand in hand.
"Mom, Dad." Lizzie and Gordo greeted in unison.
"David, we've just discussed this and we think that you two should get married here in Hillridge. Is that fine?" Mrs Gordon asked her son.
"Yup, shouldn't be a problem!" Gordo answered cheerfully. "When?"
"Tomorrow, the whole day will be taken up." Mr Gordon replied. Seeing Gordo opening his mouth to protest, he added. "And don't worry about school. I've called Miss Ungermyer to arrange it and half the school is coming to the reception."
"What about Miranda and the gang?" Lizzie and Gordo protested together.
"How could we forget them?" Mrs McGuire chuckled. She then took her daughter up to her room to agree on hairstyles, makeup and shoes, closely followed by Mrs Gordon.
Gordo was dragged to the den to watch football with his fathers. He turned just as Lizzie whirled around, shooting him a helpless look.
'I love you!' They mouthed at each other at the same time.