I notice that Jordan keeps playing with my hand. I can tell he wants to hold my hand, he grabs it and looks at it as if he needs a reason to hold it. He let's go then grabs my hand again, I finally grab his hand and intertwine our fingers. They fit perfectly together. "Your hands are cold babe." Jordan looks at me "Ya I know, they are always cold." I look back at him "Then I guess I need to hold your hands more often to keep them warm." He smiles