After almost two years of knowing the man, he still opens doors for me and pulls out chairs. Every time I see him, the first thing he does is compliment me. He takes me out to expensive restaurants that I know he can’t afford. And when I try to order something small to be considerate, he insists I get the steak, a fancy cocktail, and dessert. He’s good to me. So, I ignore the fact that we have about as much sexual chemistry as two puffer fish.
