No, we cant be friends

He was perfect. Denim-blue eyes, a dazzling smile. And he hadnt sent me a picture of his junk. Which is about as rare, these days, as a Dodo. When Sloane met Myles, everything fell into place. He loved a Martini almost as much as she did, shared her passion for four-cheese pizzas, and made her laugh harder than any episode of Friends. Shed found The One at last and she could finally delete Tinder,...

He was perfect. Denim-blue eyes, a dazzling smile. And he hadnt sent me a picture of his junk. Which is about as rare, these days, as a Dodo. When Sloane met Myles, everything fell into place. He loved a Martini almost as much as she did, shared her passion for four-cheese pizzas, and made her laugh harder than any episode of Friends. Shed found The One at last and she could finally delete Tinder,...

He was perfect. Denim-blue eyes, a dazzling smile. And he hadnt sent me a picture of his junk. Which is about as rare, these days, as a Dodo. When Sloane met Myles, everything fell into place. He loved a Martini almost as much as she did, shared her passion for four-cheese pizzas, and made her laugh harder than any episode of Friends. Shed found The One at last and she could finally delete Tinder,...

He was perfect. Denim-blue eyes, a dazzling smile. And he hadnt sent me a picture of his junk. Which is about as rare, these days, as a Dodo. When Sloane met Myles, everything fell into place. He loved a Martini almost as much as she did, shared her passion for four-cheese pizzas, and made her laugh harder than any episode of Friends. Shed found The One at last and she could finally delete Tinder,...

He was perfect. Denim-blue eyes, a dazzling smile. And he hadnt sent me a picture of his junk. Which is about as rare, these days, as a Dodo. When Sloane met Myles, everything fell into place. He loved a Martini almost as much as she did, shared her passion for four-cheese pizzas, and made her laugh harder than any episode of Friends. Shed found The One at last and she could finally delete Tinder,...

He was perfect. Denim-blue eyes, a dazzling smile. And he hadnt sent me a picture of his junk. Which is about as rare, these days, as a Dodo. When Sloane met Myles, everything fell into place. He loved a Martini almost as much as she did, shared her passion for four-cheese pizzas, and made her laugh harder than any episode of Friends. Shed found The One at last and she could finally delete Tinder,...

He was perfect. Denim-blue eyes, a dazzling smile. And he hadnt sent me a picture of his junk. Which is about as rare, these days, as a Dodo. When Sloane met Myles, everything fell into place. He loved a Martini almost as much as she did, shared her passion for four-cheese pizzas, and made her laugh harder than any episode of Friends. Shed found The One at last and she could finally delete Tinder,...