It all started after that unforgettable dinner at his boss Craig’s house. Craig’s wife, Jamie, welcomed us with a warm smile, wearing a pristine dress that probably cost more than my old rent. Her house? Spotless. Not a speck of dust, not a cushion out of place.
And don’t get me started on the five-course meal she served up like she was born with a chef’s knife in hand. Chad couldn’t stop staring.
