It was a hard winter. But now it is spring: bluebonnets blooming, restaurant patios burgeoning, lovers swooning. The poet e.e. cummings nailed it: “Sweet spring is your/time is my time is our/time for springtime is lovetime/and viva sweet love.”

All good, I imagine, except when it’s love between employees and the attendant issues. So, enter the love contract, in which the coworkers acknowledge the relationship and agree to various terms. Some practitioners praise it and others view it skeptically, but it’s still an arrow in the general counsel’s quiver.