a man left the church bc he couldn’t resist fucking me
My sophomore year of college, I started a new class with a GORGEOUS, 6’6”, full head of curls, bright green eyed man. He was a little older and back to get multiple English degrees while working various leadership positions across youth faith groups, college-aged faith organizations, and a local church. We were paired immediately for ice breakers and instantly clicked over our shared music taste and sense of humor.
The chemistry followed us out of class as we walked across campus, eventually realizing we were in the next class together as well! We shared another hour and a half exchanging glances, passing notes, and getting in trouble for chatting too much. After class, we swapped pasts and phone numbers and set a study date.
I had a boyfriend, but I was SWOONING. This gorgeous giant of a man with a smile that could blind me, who could write poetry and probably crush me with one hand, was everything I ever wanted and I couldn’t have him. Seeing him every day, sharing flirty poems in class and scooting closer together on the couch during late study sessions… he drove me wild.