"Okay, cool." She smiled and headed inside.
"I heard some doors. Are you home?" He asked with a hint of sadness, "Yeah, I am. Everyone's out, so I am going to start on dinner. I don't have to get off just yet." Emma said, feeling like she needed to add the last part.
"Sweet. You don't have to stay on the phone with me if you don't wanna," he replied quickly.
"I want to," Emma said softly.
"I do, too. This is the happiest I have been since Saturday." Emma's heart pounded in her chest.
"So, whatcha making?" He asked, breaking her out of her thought, "Not sure, um..." Emma replied, digging around the kitchen.
"Looks like spaghetti."
"Mmm, sounds good," he said, then chuckled again, "Any thoughts on my secret code word yet?"
Emma laughed, "No! Not at all. Care to give any hints
