“You mean… friends with benefits?” She held his gaze as she challenged him to be totally honest with her again, some more. “You want to repeat that night together, but with full knowledge of who we really are and no strings attached?”
“No.” He shook his silver-blond head and dove on into the deep end without an oxygen tank. “I mean, whatever we decide that we want together. It can be casual or it can be more intense. It can be just friends and work colleagues, or it can be lovers. It can be open with the guys or we can keep it to ourselves. I don’t want to define it or us, Jolene, I don’t want to label anything or lay down expectations. I want to see how we get along when we’re both honest and fully aware of who the other is. I liked you very much that night in Omaha, I greatly admire you
