He took me to a really nice café and we had a great time. He was very personable and I found out a little more about Will. He was legally separated and had 2 children - boy and girl, ages 12 and 15.

Fifteen years old!! Only 9 years younger than I! I couldn’t believe it.

After lunch, we walked back to the office, he apologized again, I accepted his apology again, and thanked him for a great lunch. I didn’t thing another thing about it and went back to work.

After work, I was meeting a few co-workers at a local bar to discuss about the possibility of having a winter skating party. There were about eight of planning the outing and when I walked in, I was surprised to see Will there. He had found out about us planning a party and wanted to help out. Apparently, according to people he’d been on the road with, he was a chef, and he offered to make his famous chili and garlic bread to warm us all up after our skate.

Inwardly, I’m groaning and wondering why we were being thrown together again, but I shrugged my thoughts aside and pitched my ideas for the party. Before long we had the nuts and bolts of the party worked out and the planning committee began to leave.

Will stopped me with an offer to take my out to dinner. “I really feel as if I still need to make things up to you”, he said. “Don’t be silly”, I replied, “All is forgiven”.

“Still, you need to eat”. He had a point. And still being the starving single girl on limited income, I took him up on his offer. We walked to a pub just up the street and, again, Will was very personable and supper was very enjoyable.

He offered me a drive home afterwards, which I accepted but halfway home, he asked me to spend the night with him. I couldn’t believe my ears! He buys my two meals and thinks I’m going to jump into bed with him! I politely declined and, to his credit, he didn’t push the issue but drove me home.

Over the next few months, Will and I ran into each other at different work luncheons and functions, and a couple of parties and he always managed to find time to ask me out again. I declined every time. I couldn’t help admiring his persistence, though. He was always very courteous, and took my refusals with good grace.

It was after one particular party that things were about to change. Will invited us all to a spaghetti party at his place. My pals were planning on attending so, of course, I had to be there. I resolved to make sure that I didn’t end up alone with Will. I also decided that I would try to be one of the first to leave.

The party was a blast and Will’s spaghetti and meatballs were delicious! As I was trying to find my jacket and take my leave, Will managed to corner me and asked me out again. Once again I turned him down.

I said my good-byes and reminded people that I wouldn’t be in the office the following week because I was taking a work related course out of town.

The following Wednesday evening after I had finished supper, the phone rang and it was Lora, a friend from work calling. She was calling from Will’s place. Lora and her boyfriend, Carl, had dropped in on Will for a couple of drinks and they mentioned that they had not seen me at work and were worried about me.

I reminded them again that I was on a course. They had entirely forgotten about that but asked me to join them at Will’s place for a drink. Apparently, there was tons of wine left over from Will’s party on the weekend. I knew I had to be up early the next morning so at first I refused but Lora’s coaxing me finally convinced me to go over for one glass of wine.

As I walked out my door, I thought to myself that I would just make sure that I didn’t stay long enough to get myself into any trouble. Lora and Carl caught me up on all the goings-on at work. It never failed. Something was always happening at work.

I finished my glass of wine, and decided to hit the powder room before saying my good-byes. When I walked back into Will’s living room I noticed that Lora and Carl were missing. They left while I was in the bathroom. Ah man!! I’ve been set up! I hate when that happens.