An Affair of Convenience

“Neither of us is any good at relationship, I guess.”

 

“It’s not us, Mallory. It’s just that everyone else has unreasonable expectations. We work long, hard hours.” Cliff frowned. “But I like going out with women. I like dating. I like—”

 

“Sex?” she asked sweetly. “Are you saying you can’t go without it?”

 

“I happen to like women. So sue me,” the lawyer in him responded.

 

Her smile faded. “Maybe you just need to have an affair.”

 

Cliff sighed. “Every time I date, the woman pulls the same old your-work-means-more-to-you-than-I-do routine. I haven’t even made it to first base with anyone in ages.”

 

She nodded. “You know there’s a solution to all this. We merely have to find someone to...to...”

 

“Have sex with occasionally?” he inserted silkily.

 

She tipped her chin upward. “Yes. Good clean sex.” Mallory took a deep breath. “Why don’t you and I have an affair?”

 

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