“I think… I think I can get on board with that,” Emma said.
“Yeah?” He narrowed his eyes. “You sure you can handle that? I mean it, Emma – I’m not the relationship kind, believe me. If we start anything up and you expect me to change my mind, I’m afraid you’re going to get hurt. And I don’t want to hurt you, I swear.”
“So maybe we need to set some ground rules,” she said. “Before we decide to get into this.”
He smiled. “OK. Shoot.”
“First, we don’t tell each other anything too personal. We keep it casual, right?”
“OK.”
Emma thought about her chemo sessions, times when she may well be sick for days on end. “And we don’t have any expectations to see other all the time. When I disappear for a week to travel for work, that’s fine with you. OK?”
“Yeah.”
“While I’m gone, you can do whate
