For the first time in a long, long while I have a crush, a legitimate, racing pulse, walking-on-air crush.
I put the car in park and exhale sharply through my mouth. This is it, it's finally happening after all of these months. Holy fuck!
Like 90 percent of my dating stories, this one begins with Grindr.
On a particularly uneventful Saturday in September, I was lying in bed watching my favorite movie—Pretty Woman—when my phone went off.