Katherine stood in her kitchen, a men's dress shirt and underwear her only protection from the eggs and bacon cooking on the stove. Adam wandered downstairs in borrowed pajama bottoms and sat down at the table, admiring the view her outfit provided.

"Nice shirt." he remarked, debating whether or not he should ask for it back. It looked far better on her, especially with no pants. "May I ask why you have men's pajama bottoms lying around your house?"

Katherine looked over her shoulder. "They're comfortable." she said, pretending to get defensive. "Would you rather wear my pink kimono?"

Adam wiggled his eyebrows up and down.

"Scrambled eggs okay?" Katherine asked, turning back to the food. Adam grunted an affirmative answer. You are such a guy, she thought.

After a few beats, Adam made a decidedely un-guy-like inquiry.

"Does it bother you that we've never been on a date?"

Katherine's stirring slowed for a moment, the question catching her off guard. Without turning, Katherine put on a smile and shook her head.

"No. Why, does it bother you?"

"Nah." Adam said, but he was a terrible liar. He stood and walked over to the stove, leaning his backside on the counter so he could see Katherine's face as she cooked. "What if I wanted to take you on one?"

Avoiding eye contact, Katherine shrugged coyly.

"Why don't you ask and find out?" She was trying to keep it light, though she'd begun to feel a familiar dread. Surely Adam wasn't seriously thinking of...dating her?

"Dinner and a movie." said Adam.

"Sure." Katherine replied cheerily, feeling like a heel for faking it.

Adam nodded, pleased. Katherine seemed distant, but she'd said yes and that was all he'd hoped for from the morning.

"Great."

"Great."

Adam wandered back over to the table, taking his seat once again. When Katherine was done cooking, she put the food on a plate and walked over to the table. Adam reached up to grab a piece of bacon, but Katherine pulled the plate away.

"Ah ah ah..." she warned him. She held it away from her body, swinging a leg over Adam's lap to sit straddling him. "You have to kiss the cook first." She put the plate on the table next to them, and caught Adam peeking down the front of the barely buttoned shirt.

"Oops." said Katherine, her now free hands moving toward the buttons.

"I don't mind." Adam said quickly.

"I know." Katherine breathed, unbuttoning the one button. "Neither do I."

Adam made a sound, his hands caressing her thighs as the shirt dropped to the floor.

This was the part she could handle. Maybe if she could distract him enough he'd forget all about that dinner and a movie.

Another day, another meeting. Katherine and Bree had their heads down over paperwork and planning sheets, another event in the works. Katherine's pen stopped, and she started tapping it on the table.

"Adam asked me on a date." she said eventually.

Bree's eyebrows furrowed just so, but she did her best to stay cheery.

"Oh! That's wonderful, congratulations!"

"Thanks." said Katherine wryly. She knew exactly what Bree was thinking - that Katherine had been sleeping with Adam for weeks now and that she thought "dating" had been implied.

"Say it, Bree. I can feel you judging me."

"It's not that," said Bree, realizing she had lain it on a little thick. "I just assumed dating was already part of the deal."

"Well I guess he wants to renegotiate. It's sad really, he was just starting to grow on me."

"You're not going to dump him because he asked you on a date?" Bree asked incredulously.

"That's the point, Bree. I'm going to let him go now so that we can avoid such unpleasantries down the road."

Bree was amazed.

"Perhaps if he belonged to someone else?"

Katherine pursed her lips and gave Bree a look. Bree looked back with raised eyebrows, expecting a better answer.

"What happened to that Katherine that was so intent on taking a chance? It wasn't that long ago that you lectured me about pushing people away."
"This is different!" Katherine insisted. "He's so young. What if he wants kids, or needs to relocate for his career?"
"This might sound a little strange coming from me, but...aren't you planning a little far ahead? Give the poor man a chance before you send him out of town with an imaginary litter of children!"

"I just don't think he's thought about the bigger picture. About what it would be like to be with me."

"Katherinnne," Bree took a lecturing tone. "He's expressed an interest in developing a relationship beyond casual sex. He's obviously been thinking about it quite a bit."

"And I don't know if I feel the same." Katherine informed her. She knew now what she must have sounded like when Orson entered the scene, and it was starting to agitate.

Bree sighed. "My, how the tide has turned."

"I'm going on the date, already. What more do you want?"

"I want you to be happy."

"I'm happy just being here, planning parties with you." said Katherine sarcastically.

Bree made a sarcastic 'aw' face and let the subject drop. There were more important matters at hand, like the hors d'ouvres selection for Susan's new book release.