Eric was way too good for me. I knew it the moment he walked me to my 1998 Toyota Corolla. It was 2012. Do you understand how embarrassing this was?
He kissed me on the cheek. Told me he’d call me later to check on me.
I had spent the entire date spilling my guts about my roommate (the one who wouldn’t let me use the kitchen unless she was home and other absurdities).
Eric just listened. Grown. Sexy. Sincere.
The kind of man who could really uplift a woman.
He was also from the Bay and loved to use the word Hyphy. He knew what Hyphy meant. Please understand how sexy this was.