"If you were married, would you still come back to see me..." I stammered. "I like having you with me."

Dennis froze. For a moment, he just looked at me. Then he raised his eyebrows as if trying to figure out what I was saying.

"You're not as bad as you're rumored to be. You just don't want to reveal your true colors." I forced a smile. "I feel safe spending time with you."

"I won't cause you any trouble or interfere in your life," I said. "Just come ...