A chemistry lesson
Someone of the sex you fancy walks into the room and suddenly you’re acutely aware of their very presence. Your senses sharpen, like a cheetah lusting after a distant zebra’s plump rump. Why do you have the sudden urge to whisper in that person’s ear, “Take me?” This immediate, inexplicable attraction to someone, even while knowing them little or not at all, is chemistry—like a moth to a flame. Think for a second, if you will, of a person that you’ve seen that gives you butterflies, or maybe someone that...