A week ago, a young man took me out to grab a bite to eat at Pizza Hut then spent the rest of the evening telling stories, sharing laughs and looking at the stars. He softly kissed my forehead and I knew I was in for it...
The next day he met me at work for lunch. Just a few spare minutes to see each other. That evening he came over to my house and we curled up to watch a movie, just simple and fun. It was clear to see we were both hooked. So much so that he asked me to be his girl and I said yes.
Thursday evening he and I took our dogs to the park and let them play while we bonded over silly things and enjoyed seeing one another. We parted briefly then ended up back at my home for another movie and listened to music together in the dark.
Come Friday he had some family fun planned and I attended a girl's night. We were both pretty anxious to see each other the next day. So much so that late at night he decided he had to come see me. It was so sweet to just enjoy listening to the radio and giggling together.
Saturday we had plans to go out with my friends, after dinner at the Fun Factory and a little time at Whiskey Road we cut the fun short and headed home. He sure looked handsome in his button down and boots.
After work and church on Sunday we spent the evening on the living room floor making jewlery. He took an interest in my craft and oddly enough made a gorgeous set in blues and purples.
On the 7th day, mid-afternoon he showed up with a bag full of feathers to make earrings with and I don't think he could have been more adorable. We made things until the early evening, laughing and being silly. As we kissed good night just before he headed home we both whispered those 3 little words.
And that's where our love story begins...
