The Real Estate Mogul

A week or so after yours truly was back on the prowl, she went out with an old flame for a drink at a local bar. Said flame brought a friend and was a bit of a bore. Enter the Real Estate Mogul. Mr. Mogul was catching my eye the entire night, and at one point made an awkward approach. Mr. Mogul sauntered over and announced that he was heading out for a smoke. I guess that declaration was some sort of invitation, but SweetTooth did not fall for it. A half an hour later when SweetTooth went out and then returned from her own smoke break, Mr. Mogul was sitting by her coat.

Long story short, Mr. Mogul turned out to be incredibly attractive, and somewhat endearing...and from the mid-west (that always helps.) The interesting twist is that Mr. Mogul had, and still has, a mid-western girlfriend. This information wasn't divulged at first, but after spending many a night at Mr. Mogul's pad, the existence of mid-west sweetie was undeniable. Think of SweetTooth what you may; Mr. Mogul has served as a pleasant, and very steady method of distraction in this period of dating turmoil.

PS- The initial old flame SweetTooth went out with was furious with the outcome of the evening and was MIA until a few weeks ago when SweetTooth happened to stop by the bar he tends at, on a night he was working. Apparently the flame was reignited by that brief meeting; said bartender has been texting SweetTooth ever since.