Who Has Access to Your Love Bank?

He worked on my account team at the public relations agency, a real self-starter and a hoot to boot. Running early to a client meeting one day, we stopped at the wireless store to have my phone fixed. As we waited, we chatted. I don’t remember about what, but I we laughed and enjoyed the conversation.And something nudged my gut, hard, with a silent message spoken ever so clearly: “Shauna, this is a slippery place. This is how affairs begin, even to the most upright and unsuspecting.”Nothing inappropriate had ever happened. We handled several clients together and sometimes shared a ride to meetings. I didn’t have feelings for him outside of enjoying him as a professional peer. But in that moment, when hanging out with him was fun, I realized that innocent can become slippery, and fast.To read the rest, join me at The Laundry Moms! Be sure to read both parts!Part 1Part 2