Every Sunday I treat myself to an overly large, super syrupy specialty coffee at my local café. That’s how I met Gregory.

At first, we connected over our mutual love of ridiculous coffee flavors. Eventually, our conversations turned to favorite pastimes and books. One day, Gregory finally fulfilled my wish — he asked me to go on a date with him.

I asked when he’d like to meet, and he replied, “I’m free right now.”

So, we took our too sweet coffees to-go and went for a walk in the park. The walk turned into lunch, then dinner, and later, Gregory asked if I would be interested in finishing the evening at his place.

Of course, I agreed. He ushered me into a cab, and before I knew it, we pulled up in front of a high-rise building, the kind with a doorman who... Read More