Mine isn't really cute or romantic, but.... It was the second time we had ever met. our first meeting was at a party my brother threw at his college. We went to different schools about 2 hours apart. Our first meeting we talked & had a nice time, but nothing came of it. Our second meeting my brother & he came to my school for halloween. They were old enough to go to bars & I wasn't. I went my way to my parties & they went there's. On the way home I passed them on the street walking home. My husband jumped into my car & my brother told me to take him home with me. At the time I figured it would be more comfortable for him to crash on my sofa then for him to sleep on the floor at the frat so I took him home. I didn't realize til we got home how drunk he was. I finally got him to kiss me & then he passed out in my bed. When we woke up the next morning; it wasn't at all awkward, like it should have been. I mean i didn't know this person & I was waking up next to him. It was like we had known each other forever & it was completely comfortable & I knew right then he was the one. And we'll be married 6 years in august.
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