Diane returned just before their food arrived. They stayed close to one another, their knees touching as they ate. They flirted and laughed as the barrier that had been between them finished crumbling away.
“So,” Diane said between bites of salad, “how is it you’re still single?”
Michael swallowed and took a drink of water before responding. “Its by choice really. I was close to getting married once, but we started talking about our particular desires and fetishes and I realized we were incompatible really. I loved her intensely, but I couldn’t imagine spending the rest of my sex life with someone so utterly vanilla.”