We met at the gym, he asked me to workout with him, I did, afterwards he took me for a ride on his motorbike then he let me drive it, I had no idea what I was doing and nearly drove it into an open drain (literally inches away I broke the fence that blocks of the drain), I felt terrible, miraculously the bike was okay. He asked me out that night, I hated him during the date, he kept talking about himself, somehow we ended up making out at Parramatta river and then having sex in the back of his V8 truck.
Anyway I spent the night at his I made it clear I just wanted sex, we started spending a lot of time together over the next week, he was really nice for me and compassionate with me, eventually I agreed to give it a shot.
I feel safe with him, and I miss him somehow, I like how he looks me in the eye and smiles when we're having sex and when he whispers "I love you" also he's a happy person with a lot of energy, he bought me a bike so I didn't have to walk everywhere, and he paid for driving lessons for me as well, he's also a hard worker and driven and he has a huge heart. I guess there's plenty I do like about him outside of what a gentleman he is.