My colleague, Amber, is a few years my senior at the consulting firm where we work.

Our jobs involve considerable travel — as much as 60 percent of our time. And anyone who has to travel today knows the process is mostly no fun at all. If TSA grope-downs, long lines, flight delays and crappy food aren’t enough, anyone in our position invariably ends up at a disadvantage in their personal life because dating can be tough. I’m only in my late 20s, so I’m in no rush to settle down, but it does get kind of tiring always hitting up Tinder in order to hook up with girls for the weekend.

Amber, however, is married. She’s in her mid-30s, and she’d committed to a man who is completely possessive and jealous. On a flight between Detroit and Seattle, I learned why — and no,... Read More