"I'll take whatever you can give me, Alex." "I'll never be able to meet your expectations." "What if I tell you I won't have any expectations?" He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. I can tell he's thinking hard about this, because his expression turns serious. "I'll tell you what," he says. "You keep me company while I finish my dinner. I won't even ask you what you have...or don't have...under that coat. Deal?" I smile tentatively and smooth down my hair. "Deal."