Bring your appetite
“Oh, he’s a cutie.” “Pierce”, his biceps straining the seams of his T-shirt, was scrolling on his phone. “Grindr again?” I teased. “No, the Humane Society’s webpage,” he replied. “I’m thinking about adopting a dog.” I had to admit the Staffordshire mix he admired flashed a heart-melting floppy-tongued grin. We were seated in Il Postino,…