I had my suspicions that Muscle Man and I would not be a match – we never had a chance to talk on the phone before meeting for a drink, and his e-mails weren’t exactly intellectual.
I wasn’t wrong. Though cute, and lives in my neighborhood, that definitely wasn’t enough. When I mentioned that I'd gone salsa dancing over the weekend, he asked, “that’s where you shake your ass a lot, right?”
Hm. I could never see UN saying something like that on a first date. I'm liking him more and more, but am cautiously keeping feelings in check. Not easy.