"Can I ask you something?"
"Yes."
"Why did you marry your ex-wife?"
"Are you really asking me that? I don't think this conversation can get any more awkward."
"What's so special about your ex-wife?"
"We've been best friends since high school. We were both in the engineering club. We started dating our senior year, and we applied for the same college. She couldn't pass calculus with anything better than a C average, so she dropped engineering and majored in communications. We broke up freshman year because she complained about me studying too much. She dated another guy for a few months. I didn't like seeing her on campus with another guy. I proposed and she said yes. We moved off campus. Our junior year, she complained about not having any fun and thought the marriage was a mistake. She came right out and told me she wanted to fuck other guys. I said okay and gave her the divorce. We are still friends, and she comes around every few months. I guess she's starting to get serious now that she's asked me for a baby."
"Are you saying that she doesn't have a problem with you having friends with benefits relationships and she wants to get back with you?"
"Angela is very liberated. She doesn't care about me having friends with benefits. She does care about me falling in love with another woman. That would really hurt her."
"So what are you going to do?"
"I really think we need to go slow with our relationship. I'm not going to lie to you. I do love my ex-wife, but I also know she is not good for me. I've only known you a few days Olivia, but I know that you're soft and sweet. Angela wouldn't cry if I told her I only wanted to fuck. I would never say that to you. You're a different kind of woman. You're special."
"So you're going to continue to have sex with your ex-wife?"
"Livvie, you're putting me in a tough spot. I can't have sex with you because I'm not ready for another serious relationship. You don't want me to have sex with my ex-wife. How long am I supposed to go without sex?"
"Why do you want to have sex with Angela?"
"Because that's all she wants for me...and a baby that she won't get from me."
"I don't like this."
Olivia's lip quivered and her eyes watered. She bit her lip to hold back tears.
"Okay. You know I hate seeing your tears. No sex with anyone but you when I'm ready to propose."
"Do you really mean that?"
"Yes. It's going to be a lot of cold showers for me."
