Melissa shook her head. She was being silly. Who had the time? Still, she had to admit she felt a twitch of excitement when she saw Jordan walking across the room in her direction. “I come bearing gifts,” he said when he reached her, offering her two cookies wrapped in a napkin. “They’re good.”
“Thanks,” Melissa said, taking the napkin from him. “How do you like quiltmaking so far?
“I’m still learning how to sew a straight line, which is a little humbling for a man who draws straight lines all day, but I’ll get there.”
“You will,” Melissa agreed. “And once you do and then master the quarter-inch seam, the rest is gravy.”
“Listen, would you mind if I came again on Thursday?” Jordan asked. “It seems like a great class, and with my fiancé living in Columbus, I have absolutely zero social
