Lena sobbed when she heard the name Jack. "Poor Jack, he's dead. Jordan, I feel sorry for him. It hurts."
He sighed. "Fine, I'll be back in New York, let's go for a walk so you can forget Jack."
She smiled. "Really, Jordan, baby?" She was immediately excited. "Where are we going for a walk?"
"Fuck!" he cursed again, making her grimaced.
"Jordan, don't say swear, eh!" Her face was wrinkled. "It hurts in the ear."
"Sorry, moon cake, I'm really swear when you call me baby," he admits. "It's just that, it sounds sweet and my heart can't take it. I have to swear to bring out this shaky feeling that only you can make me feel."
Her heart pounded, and she was overjoyed. "You're welcome. Anyway, where are you taking me?"
"Just. I'll take care of it."
"Okay." She giggled excitedly. "All right, bye-bye, I might be bothering you."
