Clearly, she wanted it terribly, and clearly, she wanted it like she'd die from yearning, but Jane stubbornly resisted answering.
She buried her burning cheeks in his chest, her voice muffled, "What about you, do you miss me?"
Allen chuckled softly and said, "Of course, I do."
Jane's emotions surged uncontrollably like the tide, rising and spreading. She hugged Allen tighter and asked softly, "Have you ever been in love?"
"Why?"
"Nothing," Jane shook her head in his arms, "I just feel like you're really good at it."
Allen laughed helplessly.
...
After talking in the room for a while, Allen took Jane out for dinner.
In this remote town, conditions were limited; there was no way to seek out private restaurants or high-end Japanese food.
They found a decently decorated restaurant nearby and ordered a few home-style dishes, eating leisurely.
Outside, it was snowing heavily without any sign of stopping.
