It was what she wanted. Needed. What they, both gun shy about commitments and scared of getting hurt had needed to be sure that their friendship and the cohesiveness of the team remained intact. Four months, though, was a long time, especially when you factored in the five years before that and the number of years before that she'd had a crush on him. Tonight, unbeknownst to Dave, they were taking more then a baby step forward. Forget steps, she planned to leap forward, and she was doing it with both eyes wide open.
Henry, though he'd been invited to dinner, was staying at his aunt Garcia's for the night. JJ was dressed up far more then she usually did for their weekly dinner, in the little black dress that she felt flattered her the most and brand new under things. Red lace underthings that she'd picked out with Rossi in mind. She hoped he liked them.
There was no going back now, even if she wanted to which she didn't. JJ took a calming breath and knocked on the door.