I laugh. “I should be flattered that you went to such lengths to see me, but you’re being reckless again.” “Not reckless. Romantic.” “I don’t think you understand what that means in English.” “Locking you in a room so I can kiss you without you getting away is not romantic?” I pretend to think about it. “It’s one of those things where it’s only romantic if the other person wants it. Otherwise, I think it’s called kidnapping.”
