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Or did. Because he replied, “Look, I am not worried about office gossips. And if we were discrete, I think I could help your career.” He reached across and touched my hand. I know it was supposed to be a reassuring touch, but at the time I was thinking of the chapter in the book that advised ‘if you were going to date someone in your office, make sure you make it worthwhile’. He continued, “What are you looking for… maybe it is me.”

“I doubt it,” I answered. Here’s where I needed to stretch the truth. “I have a man in my life who is willing to let me call the shots… sexually. He is happy–prefers even–to let me be in charge. And I am having fun with him.”

Curtis got a strange look on his face. “Oh God, Nancy….” he looked pained, as if tormented internally. “Can I tell you something and it goes no further?”

“Sure,” I said, curious.

“I need to be so driven during the day, to make my goals and so on. I am so tired by the end of the day, that I don’t want to think at all. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” I answered.

“So I have been wanting a woman… one who is strong, and self-confident… and can ….” His face was red, and he looked stricken. He was so different from the man who I watched with some awe at meetings. There he was powerful, decisive, self-assured. This Curtis looked rather puny, so much so that he seemed incapable of finishing his statement.

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“You want a woman who will not force you to be strong,” I said, trying to be helpful. “A woman who will…dominate you.” I heard my own voice, surprised that it was so soft, compassionate, understanding. His sudden display of weakness and need touched me.

His head dropped, as if the revelation had sapped his entire strength. “Yes,” he said. I didn’t say anything, my heart beating hard in my chest and my brain racing. He looked up suddenly, his eyes blazing. “I know you won’t share this with anyone,” he said defiantly.

I smiled at him. “I won’t,” I promised. But I would definitely try to use the information.

“So…” he said, his body language softening. “So, you see, I am not that different from your other guy. And, even though it could be awkward to date someone from the office, I am very interested in you. I don’t know how I overlooked you all this time.”

I knew precisely how he had overlooked me. It was because in my pre-makeover days I was bland and insecure, hiding myself. Now, confident that I looked great, I didn’t mind the attention. Actually I enjoyed it.

“Look,” I said. “I appreciate your interest, and I am flattered.

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