All right. I can't tell you how much I have loved all of the stories. Seriously. I was in my Curriculum Ideologies class last night laughing HARD with a friend as we read through these again.
In the interest of "fair and balanced", let's here the stories of the moment when they got you. You know what I mean.
The hook. The line. The sinker and she's reeled in!
It's only fair that I start out with mine, right?
For the first boyfriend, it was his leather jacket. God, he smelled so good. And he was funny. And maybe a little dangerous. (OK, OK - I liked bad boys...)
The next one, oh, he was a quiet one. He put his time in and his groundwork was amazing. I barely knew that I was being snagged until I was head over heels in love, even though he drove a Camero ( which I called the Disco sled). To this day, I think he could make my heart leap were I to see him.
And then there is Terrance. Smelled good...Hell Yes. Older? Yep. But the moment? He had asked me to go to a friend of his wedding for our first "real" date. All right, seems honorable enough. He has to pick me up at 7 in the morning to get to the part of the state where the wedding is being held.
I open the door and he is standing there is a Beautiful suit (with snakeskin shoes) holding a bag and a Large cup of tea. He says, "It's really early and I thought you would be hungry, so I brought you a croissant and tea. You look amazing, by the way."
I was a goner.
Spill the gushiness...