Business associates? Ouch. That’s worse than friends

It may have taken nine years, and a whole lot of wrong turns along the way, but their story felt complete at last. Because, finally, she was his.

My, my, aren’t we pushy . . .

Now anyone who has ever been on a blind date is well familiar with “The Moment”—that moment where you first walk into the bar or restaurant or coffee shop and scan the crowd and suddenly your heart stops and you say to yourself: oh, please—let it be him.

At that moment he knew one thing. The only thing that mattered. He loved her.

If you also thinks it means I wake up every morning wondering what I did to deserve having you back in my life, well, you'd be right about that too.

He didn't care whose league Jordan was in. All that mattered was that she was his.