I could have even asked my gay friend to accompany me and fake being a straight dude for the night -- but those options were too easy.
If I was going to do this, I was going to do this right.
He began massaging my neck and calling me “babe” in an obnoxiously loud voice.
I didn't even have to look at my cousin's friend to feel his jealousy; I felt it like a heat wave.
We had many great talks and were very eager to meet each other, so eager we moved our original meet up forward.