This morning I was on the Path waiting for it to depart, minding my own business and rocking out to my Summer 2010 Greatness :) playlist when this couple stepped on board.
It was a classic case of hot guy dating not so cute girl and as a single girl you always wonder, "She has a boyfriend?!"
And this guy was HOT. Sick body but not too muscley, gorgeous eyes, nice teeth, sharp dresser. The girl was wearing a polyester wrap dress, had wet hair and wasn't wearing any makeup. Maybe she had beer flavored nipples, I don't know.
But what I do know is that this guy couldn't keep his hands off of his girlfriend. Not in a sexual/pervvy way but in a very erotic way. Like I couldn't take my eyes off of them or him. I actually turned my iPod down so I could hear what he was saying to her.
I thought I was being stealth by looking at him through my $5 NYC street Ray Ban aviator knock-offs but apparently I wasn't because he finally looked at me and said, "What are you looking at?"
I made a snorting sound of embarrassment, turned my iPod back up and stared at the floor. Thankfully they got off at the next stop and you know what? I don't care. I don't care if that hottie called me out because he made my Monday morning even more tingly than it already was!