Disclaimer: Out of respect for the individual, the name of my “reserve guy” has been changed for this article. All other details are true.
I have a type. My best friends know my type and for the most part I usually date guys that fit the mold of what I like…
Sean and I met when I was in high school. He’s one of the good guys – comes from a nice family, wasn’t into dating multiple girls at the same time – he was just nice. I always knew Sean had a thing for me but so did his friend.
Since the friend was more my type, he and I dated on and off for a few months.
Sean and I remained friendly even after his friend and I broke up. I eventually went off to college and started dating someone else. I never hid any of my dating life from Sean, neither would he hide his feelings towards me.