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other’s sentences. He knew her dress size, she bought him the socks he liked so much. When they were on sale, of course.
    Their apartments were merging, with his shorts at her place and her makeup at his. They survived the “ meet the parents” experience, although both confessed it was a nightmare they’d rather not have to go through again.
    They became more adventurous, renting the occasional XXX movie and experimenting afterwards. Their physical need for each other deepened. They were two intelligent adults.
    They both knew there needed to be more.
    They had become a little more edgy with each other, a little harsher in their lovemaking. The neediness was overtaking the rapture.
    Eve sensed a very strong protective urge in Simon—he was a traditionalist in so many ways. Whether taking her arm as she crossed the street, or unthinkingly opening a door for her, his was a very masculine nature. He did these things without realizing them; they were part of who he was.
    She didn’t mind. He wasn’t patronizing, arrogant or aggressive. Except, occasionally the latter, in bed.
    Which was fine. Especially when she got to return the favor and take him any way she wanted.
    But Eve wondered if this male-thing of Simon’s would become overwhelming if they took their relationship to the next logical level and actually discussed the “m” word. The mere thought of that scared the crap out of her.
    Eve was frightened. She admitted it privately to herself the morning before their sixth-month anniversary.
    Simon had been away at a conference for the past week and it had been six days since they’d seen each other, emails and hour-long phone calls in the evening not counting, of course. He was due home the following evening.
    They divided their time between apartments, usually opting to go to whomever’s was cleanest, and tonight it was going to be her place all the way. Neither had gone out of their way to mention the significance of this date, but both knew the deadline was bearing down on them.
    Eve’s cautious nature was coming to the fore and making her very nervous. She worried about a million and one different things so that she wouldn’t have to worry about the one big thing. Did she love Simon enough to marry him?
    Would he ask?
    Could she spend the rest of her life with him? Would she lose something if they became a married couple?
    She’d seen so many of her friends divorce. Too many. She’d seen other women become a shadow of their husbands. Losing their own identity to his. Giving up their jobs to stay at home with the kids, and giving up their own rights to their own lives as a result.

    Her worries had led her upstairs to Adele’s kitchen, where the two women shared a companionable cup of coffee.
    “So you see why I’m scared to death,” confessed Eve.
    “I do. I also see it’s a bit silly of you,” said Adele calmly, watching Eve as she fidgeted.
    Eve sighed. “Yeah. You’d think I was fifteen instead of twenty-seven.” She swirled her cup around. “I do love him, Adele. I really do. But loving someone and then saying well that’s enough for us to spend the rest of our lives together…that’s a big jump.”
    “Actually, it’s a big leap of faith.” Adele smiled at Eve. “Don’t forget who you’re talking to here. I know what it’s like to make that leap, and I know what it’s like to fall.” Eve bit her lip, not wanting to cause her friend any discomfort. “I’m sorry, Adele. If this is not a good subject for you…”
    “No, no. Don’t be silly. Water under the bridge as far as I’m concerned. Maybe my perspective can help a little.” She leaned back in her chair, balancing on the two back feet.
    “Tell me this, Eve. Do you trust Simon?”
    “Well, of course.”
    “I mean really trust him?”
    “With my life.”
    “How about with your body?”
    “Excuse me?” Eve frowned.
    “I mean do you trust him enough to relinquish control of your body to him?” Eve thought for a