He'd made it clear from the beginning. It was casual sex. Nothing more. Sometimes he needed to de-stress. Otherwise his head literally would explode.

She was willing. She'd been attracted to him from the moment they'd met. He was meant to be a rebound lover. He was meant to help her forget.

He was great at sex. A generous lover. He always made sure she was satisfied. Completely different than the man who came before him.

She made the mistake of falling in love. Hard. She didn't tell him. She knew that wasn't supposed to be part of what they had.

They had work. Where they were meant to pretend the sex didn't happen. And they had sex. When they needed a break from the work.

They didn't have strings. They didn't have commitments. They didn't have each other's hearts.

Well. She didn't have his. And he didn't know he had hers.

He didn't care that she dated other people. She told him about every one of them. He called them goofy names. And sometimes he sabotaged her dates. But he made it clear that he didn't care.

She encouraged him to go out with other people too. He scoffed at her. And never did.

Until Cliff came along.

She didn't tell him about the date with Cliff. She didn't have to think that hard about why not. Cliff was the first one that she'd liked. He was cute. He was funny. Maybe she could have had a future with him. So she'd gone out with him a second time. And she'd slept with him. And then she'd discovered that she couldn't have a future with him either.

And then she'd had to tell Josh about it. He cross examined her harshly. Clearly unhappy. He'd told her to go home. He'd slammed his office door. And there hadn't been any more sex. With either of them.

But she'd kept her promise. She'd kept the casual sex a secret. She'd lied under oath.

And suddenly she was in danger. She'd had to tell Josh what she had done. She hadn't known what else to do. And he'd been even angrier. He'd actually yelled at her. And for the first time, he had reminded her of the man he was supposed to make her forget.

And for the first time since she met him, she had been scared.

But when he'd said "Do absolutely nothing" she'd obeyed. She'd left his office, sat down at her desk, and done nothing. She hadn't even cried.

And when he came out and said "Let's go." She'd gone with him without asking where.

She wasn't even surprised when he'd pulled up in front of her apartment and he'd told her to get the diary and bring it to him.

She wasn't surprised when he'd asked which days were about Cliff. She hung her head while he read through those dates. Twice. She tried to remind herself that she hadn't cheated on him. They'd had an agreement. It was only sex.

She wasn't sure if she was glad that he didn't read anything else. She didn't know if it was good or bad that he didn't know that she'd actually broken their agreement. That it had stopped just being sex to her. That sleeping with Cliff had made her all the more certain that she'd given her heart to Josh.

He'd ripped the Cliff pages out of the diary. He had made a phone call. And then he had handed her diary over to another man. A man who had threatened her. A man who could destroy her.

They had sat on a bench and waited. He had tried to make small talk about the weather. Then he had told her that it was going be fine.

She had wondered who it was going to be fine for. Him? Her? The President?

And then it was over. She didn't go to jail. She didn't lose her job.

And then Amy came along.

And she's not fine.