Rachel
“I’m really into photography,” my date said. “I’m SouthsideJake on Flickr; you should check out my stuff. I think you’d really like it. I shoot only in black and white, mostly buildings and poor kids in the projects. Really highbrow stuff, you know?”
I sipped a glass of dry chardonnay and tried to figure out what in the name of f**k my sister Rose was thinking when she set me up with the guy next to me. Or what I’d been thinking when I said yes. After we watched a sappy rom-com that this Jake guy clearly picked because he assumed all women like sappy rom-coms, we’d settled into a cozy booth at a trendy tapas bar.
Jake put a sweaty hand on my knee as I nibbled an olive. Because my work-date with Evan went so well, I’d let Rose talk me into an actual blind date, complete with anoth
