Always had a thing for bad boys. Ultra-sweet, clean-cut guys bored me and my favourite TV characters were always the heartbreakers. But I’d never quite been stung so badly until this particular guy invited me over one night.
I arrived to find a run-down, half-painted house filled with boxes, empty wine bottles, discarded food wrappers and a half-dressed man sitting on the couch. It will sound crazy but I was instantly infatuated. We talked for hours and made out; then I went home with that butterfly feeling that you have after a first date goes well.