Hypotheticals
Prompt: agree
Greg blinked sleepy eyes, watching her back as she slipped her shirt on. He still had a good hour and half before he had to get up and get ready for work, but she had to drive across town to go home and get clean clothes.
Sofia leaned down and gave him a gentle, almost apologetic, kiss. "Go back to sleep. I'll see you at work." Greg snorted in annoyance. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her back onto the bed.
"If we lived together, you wouldn't have to keep leaving like this."
"If we lived together, it would probably take the 'secret' out of our secret relationship."
"So?" Greg regarded her with a serious gaze. "What if, hypothetically, I didn't want it to be a secret anymore? What if I wanted to tell the whole world what a wonderful woman I fell in love with?"
She paused, giving it a moment's consideration before answering. "Well . . . hypothetically, I'd have to say . . . no. It would cause all sorts of trouble at work." She cupped his face in her hand, her thumb caressing his cheek. "But in reality? There's nothing I'd want to do more."