she flung himself into his arms , wrapping her legs around his waist , like the young girl in her wanted . tiffany nodded , swallowed hard and said : `` yes . what time did you want to pick me up , morning or afternoon ? '' `` why is he such a social butterfly today ? '' she pushed aside the coffee and hurried into the den just as he entered the house . he cuts his eyes to me again and the playful smile is gone from his lips . and he doesnt care what happens to you . 