Here I am now, about to knock on his front door, when it swings open before I get a chance. He’s standing there shirtless, wearing a pair of gray sweats and bare feet. Oh, and he’s got a hat on backwards. What the hell? He’s like my every Knox-fueled sex dream come to life. I blink at him, thinking of the videos and memes I’ve seen in the past dedicated to men in gray sweats.
