When he attempted to flatter me with flowery language, I simply rolled my eyes. As if it would make my stomach rumble with pleasure! Did he believe I would once again fall for his words? When I was at a loss for words to put him in his place, I joked, “Stop staring at me, or you'll fall for me again.”

He grinned as he placed some bite-sized steak on my plate. He replied, “I already did.”

To avoid experiencing both happiness and euphoria, I chewed my food thoroughly. After wiping my mouth with a napkin, I stood up and declared, “I'm done.”

“Behave yourself and take a seat!” He...