Newly minted trophy wife Aimee was passing around her wedding photos. Among them were some bathing suit pics that very proudly featured her perfect butt. "There's no cellulite on that thing," she pointed out light-heartedly. "I worked hard for that."
"And I wanna thank you," cooed Eddie, not looking up. Aimee giggled and swooned.
That is the Eddie Effect. Women find the guy irresistible. He's decent looking, but the interest he generates exceeds his aesthetic merits. Women find him charming. Hell, I do too. We all do.
"I want what you've got," I said to him after she left. "If I said that line, I'd get a drink in my face."
"It's all in the delivery," he offered. He even said that smoothly. His every word is warm butter. Christ.
As I drove home, I practiced channeling Eddie. "And I wanna thank you. And I wanna thank you. And I wanna thank you." Ugh. Each attempt was creepier than the last. On the charm scale, I never really exceeded Drunk Molester Uncle at a Wedding.