
My Date Insisted on Driving Me Home – I Wish I’d Said No
You ever hear someone say, “I’ve got the perfect guy for you”? Yeah, that’s exactly how my whole disaster began. My brother Marcus wouldn’t stop talking about this guy Andy, from his Saturday morning pickleball group. “But he’s not just any guy,” Marcus said, smirking while he refilled his protein shake at my kitchen counter. “Polite. Smart. Good job. Still single though, for way too long, if you ask me.” I rolled my eyes so hard I swear they almost fell out. “That’s what you said about Kevin, remember? The