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"I believe I have some brie, some Gouda, some cheddar, some goat's cheese."
"Wow. You're a connoisseur of cheeses."
"I wouldn't say that, exactly, but I do like a little cheese. I may also have some meats. Some chorizo, some prosciutto, some salami."
She licks her lips. "You're making me hungry."
"Well, it looks like we have a long night ahead of us."
"Yeah," she says. "I guess so."
"I don't just mean these folders," I say, turning to look back at her.
"Oh?" She raises an eyebrow.
"I think that we should address what we talked about earlier."
“We don’t have to. I mean there’s not much to talk about, right?”
"We should talk about us," I say. "Well, not us, but any physical acts that may happen again between us. Maybe we should come up with some rules. That way nothing is in the gray area, so to speak, like you said before. It'll be black and white and hopefully we'll both be on the same page."
"Okay. So what are you suggesting?"
"I'm suggesting that we don't mention this arrangement inside the office whatsoever. That way no lines could ever be blurred."
"Okay," she says, nodding. "That works for me."
"I am suggesting that we alternate the activities that we do each week."
“I’m not following here,” she says, frowning. "What activities?"
"I think that we should hang out and not just have sex."
"What? Why?"
"Because I don't want you to ever think that this is just a sex thing."
"But it is just a sex thing."
"No, it's an us enjoying each other's company and having sex thing. I don't want you to consider me your enemy with benefits." I frown. "I think we can still be friendly and have fun and in the night have some good sex and I don't want to be the only one coming up with ideas and things to do. So maybe we alternate."
"Okay, so like a date night?"
I nod slowly. "It won't be a date. It will be a fun night."
"A fun night," she repeats after me. "Okay, so we alternate planning fun nights?"
"Yeah," I say. "Maybe once a week?"
"Okay," she says. "The same night every week or…?"
"I don't know. What works for you?"
"I mean, yeah, maybe. I don't know," she says. "Is it weird if we have a scheduled fun night?"
"What if we say Saturdays?"
She stares at me for a couple of seconds. "I volunteer on Saturdays in the morning at an adult literacy organization, so I wouldn't be available all day, but?—"
