I used to see a rather hot 6ft something man covered in tattoos in my local Tesco, he was so sexy, muscular, and just plain "nom" 
We would catch each others eye a few times, and I would find excuses to go to the shop just in case I saw him, and would have my full face on.
One day he came up to me and introduced himself, asked me for my number and told me he would call me, he told me that he was attracted to me and would like to get to know me better. Needless to say, I gave him my number! 
Anyway, I told my friend the name I finally had for this man and it turned out that her husband went to school with this man, he had a baby on the way, was married to the (ex) best friend of someone he already had two kids with and he had met that one because he was with her sister before, and they all over lapped. 
Anyway, I confronted him, and he admitted it was true, I told him that I wasn't interested in being second best to anyone, and that I respected myself more than that. And do you know what the cheeky fucker said to try and 'win' me?
"But one day you could be my number one" WTAF? 
But I'm sure your sexy muscular man is much nicer
Your post just reminded me of when I met this love-rat, lol