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“You’re so Hot,” Isaac said to me as he opened the cab door, letting me slide into the backseat. I blushed because I’ve always been physically attracted to him, but because of that glaring symbol of matrimony on his finger, I always behaved myself, giggling off his flirty smiles and lingering moments of eye contact.

I met Isaac through a friend. He was genuinely sweet, had a killer smile and rocked the one accessory that should stop every single one of my eyelashes from batting–a wedding band. So I kept our friendship as red tape-free as possible, often only going out with him if we were a part of a group. I trusted myself, but I wasn’t so sure I trusted Isaac’s intentions.

I was never really good at deciphering flirtation from just being nice. Since middle school, I’ve always thought that a boy being nice to me meant he liked me and I would place him in a “potentials” category. I knew I couldn’t do this with Isaac! His potential to be a potential was null and void.

Flirting is always innocent, until a move is made. I am not married, but I know enough to know that married men are only married, not blind or oblivious. And it’s the same with married women. We can all pretend that a ring negates desires, but we know that’s far from the truth. It’s up the individual to police themselves.

This is what scares me most about marriage. I realize that no one is perfect and there will be times of flirtation that crosses your partner’s line of comfort. How they handle the advances or how they choose to interact with the objects of their desire determines a cheating spouse from a flirty one.

I know I’ve said that Isaac’s flirtation was always innocent, but how innocent could you be if you’re flirting and you’re married? Isaac invited me out for happy hour and because of the day I’d had, I kindly accepted, not worrying if we’d be a part of a bigger group this time.

“There’s just something about you,” Isaac leaned in, putting his lips just close enough to mine to shame Jesus. “I’ve always thought you were hot. I just didn’t make a move because…”

“You’re married,” I laughed in a tipsy giggle.

“Because I like quirky girls,” Isaac stated without breaking his gaze.

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