She arched slowly under his hand like a content cat and...thought about that. "No," she admitted at last. "I thought you'd be great, but..."

But.

"...but maybe guilty. Or you'd decide half way in that you really did want someone else. I don't do well as the 'other woman', and I don't know what the social stigma on sleeping with the guy you might work for is. There were a lot of factors I didn't know that I didn't want you to be worried by."