“What? No! That’s not…” I fumbled over my words, “That’s not what I meant.”
“Oh? What do you mean then? That you want to be the one fawning over me, not the rest of my ‘fan-club’ as you put it.”
I groaned, “Look, I think laying out some ground rules would be helpful. We haven’t gotten into any specifics of this arrangement, but before we proceed with the marriage, I think we have to.”
“By all means,” Caleb said, gesturing for me to continue. “What do you want?”
”As a part of our contracted marriage, we should both be free to pursue our own love lives, since this is a political arrangement. As such, I won’t interfere with your lovers and you won’t interfere with mine.”
“If that’s what you want,” Caleb said graciously.
“It is, it’s what is best for both of us,” I
