At 12:30 he texted me that he was ready so I headed down to meet him in the lobby. And then I saw him. Not only was he still in his workout clothes, he was dripping sweat. His gray shirt was literally soaked.
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Play it cool, I said. Be a lady, I said. Four days later, the facade was gone and so were his cufflinks and my dignity. Over a month later, we still haven’t had our first date, but boy is he cute.
My aunt greeted me over Thanksgiving with “How’s DC? I see you’re not trying to be tan anymore?”