Well, my story gets a little risque
but in a nutshell Steve was a bouncer at a bar that my sis loves. She took me there one night and introduced us. I was engaged at the time and didn't pay much attention to him. But we all ended up going back to my place. He hung around (talking) until late the next morning and then went to the islands with his family. He came back the next week and started calling me. We'd walk around Vancouver and along the beach and everytime we'd see a couple (mostly gay men in the area I lived) he'd say "see? that could be us? all happy and holding hands?" And I hadn't seen my fiance in 6 months as I met him in Chile and he was still there and not due to come to Canada for several more months. So I was lonely and got to thinking....
But no worries my ex is happily dating again back home so it all seems to have worked out.
That was a year and a half ago.
And yes that WAS the nutshell AND the milder version