‘Ah, so you do like the idea of Sam? That’s to say of dinner with Sam?’ ‘Julian, what’s this about?’ ‘I’m wondering if you’re having an affair with him.’ ‘With Sam?’ ‘Or at least thinking about having an affair with him.’ ‘With Sam?’ ‘There you are, you see, you can’t stop saying his name.’ ‘Julian, why would I be having or thinking of having an affair with anybody? I’m having an affair with you.’ ‘That doesn’t stop people.’ ‘Wouldn’t it stop you?’ ‘Me, yes. But I’m not like other people.’ ‘That’s true,’ she said, ‘but then neither am I. You should believe that.’ ‘Then I do.’
