One year ago, Chris was being pushed by his friend David to make a move on me. 'Dude, she totally likes you. Don't be an idiot.' Never one to tolerate being pushed Chris stormed out of the after-hours where we had been dancing until 5am.
While I have known Chris for years through friends, I did not know him very well. But in my bleary, tired state, I knew that I did not want to stay if he was leaving. There are names for women like me (goal-oriented?) but I followed him out. And then, upon discerning that he had air conditioning and noticing that he was terribly handsome in the first light of day, I walked home with him.