.." He looked up. "Is there some reason why you shouldn't be separated?" We're living together," Bridgette made her first entry into the conversation....Oh." Bart absorbed this. After a moment, he turned to Bridgette. "My original offer was to you. I don't think it is my place to tell you that you must give up that sole position. I will not insist that you share - I think it devalues my offer and suggests that I'm shallow and not serious." He paused a moment. "But if you want to volunteer to. With a soft sigh she gently wiggled away from Matt’s heavy arm and rolled onto her side. Frustration welled up inside her. By all accounts, she should be blissfully happy. Yesterday had marked her seven years of marriage to her high school sweetheart. They had met after she had transferred her junior year and instantly connected. The rest was history. After two wonderful years of dating, Matt had proposed after graduation and they had taken the leap into married life. While everyone had scoffed. I knew that we didn’t have enough time for this conversation.“I’m sorry,” I said. “I owe you a long conversation on this, and I have to get back to work. Can we talk after work?”“What about Melanie?”“Screw her. We need to talk.”“I don’t think you can do both,” she giggled.“Sorry. Postpone actually screwing Melanie until tomorrow. Meet me back here after work, OK? Please?”“I will. Melanie is going to be pissed.”“She’ll get over it.”“See you at quitting time!”“I love you, Jen.”“I love you,. Lionel watched Allison leaving the office, striding purposefully towards the lift. He didn’t dare call out after her, of course, but he had wondered where she was off to with such determination. He speculated as to whether it might have something to do with a future meeting for the two of them. Allison had noticed Lionel’s flicker of interest as she had passed his office door. She had smiled as she realised she had evidently diverted his attention from whatever was on his desk.She met up with.