After dinner, there was nothing wrong with it, so I drove straight back. As soon as I got home, Jordan Astley called. His voice was low and introverted. "Did you arrive home safe?" I nodded and looked at the time. It was already afternoon, and he should be off work soon.

Can't help asking him, "Are you coming back?"

"I will. I'll be there in a minute. Did you miss me already?" His voice is as good as ever, and I can't help but feel a little hot on my face.

He also asked on the phone, "What would you like to eat tonight? I will cook."

He seemed to...