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"I didn't know you did that," I say softly, looking at her with admiration.
"You don't know everything about me just because you think you do."
"That's true. I don't. So why don't we say Saturday afternoon and Saturday evening?"
"Okay." She nods. "And you want to do it every Saturday or every other Saturday or…?"
"Let's start with every Saturday and just see how we feel."
"Okay," she says. "But..."
"But what?" I ask as her voice trails off.
"How do we ensure that we don't catch feelings or let stuff get complicated or..."
"I don't know. What do you suggest?" I ask her.
"Maybe we have to make sure we go on dates with other people as well so that we're not the sole focus of each other's mind."
I stare at her for a couple of seconds. "You're asking me to go on dates with other women?" I laugh. "Well, that's a new one."
"I am not saying that I think you should sleep with other women because that's nasty," she clarifies.
"Excuse me?"
"You and I, we didn't use protection and I'm assuming that going forward we're not going to use protection, but I'm not going to do that if you are sleeping with other women because I don't know what you may or may not pick up."
"That's fair," I say. "So no other sexual partners?"
"Yeah," she says. "You can go on dates and flirt, but if it comes to a point where you want to have sex with them, you have to let me know and vice versa. And that way we just end whatever we have."
"Sounds about right to me. I can work with that."
"Okay," she says. "And we don't mention anything that happens on fun night in the office, period. When we're in the office Monday through Friday, fun night doesn't exist."
"Okay," I say. "That won't be a problem for me. Will it be for you?"
"No," she says, shaking her head. "Not at all."
"Well then, I think we have a plan." I carry a small wooden board filled with cheeses, meats, and crusty baguette and crackers back to the table. "Now we shall feast and continue working."
She nods and yawns slightly. "Sounds good to me."
"You're tired," I say, narrowing my eyes. "Are you sure you want to do this now? Are you?—"
"I'm fine. Once the caffeine kicks in, I'll be good to go." She gives me a small smile. "But I don't think that I have energy to do anything more than work tonight."
"I understand," I say, disappointment filling my heart, but I shrug it off. "Let's just work on these folders and then we'll go to bed."
"I can leave when I'm done. I don't have to?—"
"You'll stay here tonight," I say.
"But..."
"But nothing." I shake my head. "You'll stay here tonight."
"Okay," she says, reaching for a piece of bread. "Thanks."
