Four years ago tonight I walked into a party and met my future. He was in the kitchen with his friend (now our friend) drinking whiskey when I interrupted their conversation with my own. I had to. I had been planning my introduction from the moment I walked in and saw him. A little while later he invited me outside for air. Or so I thought. We sat on the stoop asking questions without the distraction of the party. He asked to kiss me. I was his from that moment on.
Months later I found out he didn’t really invite me out for air. He had actually said he was going to step outside for air. As he was walking towards the door, he looked back and saw me following and thought, “Wow, she’s following me. Sweet.”
Tim, I couldn’t be happier I misheard you.
Thanks for sticking by me through it all. I’m so lucky I get to spend every day with my best friend. I love you with all my heart.
p.s. You’re hot.