Jeffrey and I met through a mutual friend. My biffles Lindz. They had known eachother for a few years. He dated a friend of hers a long time ago. The first time I laid eyes on him was the day after the big move. He was over Lindz's house helping her with her D&D character. Yes, we are geeks.
All I know is that when I got in the shower only Lindz and her husband were there. When I exited the bathroom, in nothing but a towel, a man I had never seen before was standing right there. "Hi" he said happily. *Squeak* was all that came from me as I bolted to my room. (I found out later that was the moment I struck his eye. I have several tattoos on my back and shoulder that he wouldn't have been able to see if they weren't bare. He loved them and was curious about me) When I had properly covered myself and regained my composure I emerged to find a young man sitting on the couch with Lindz chatting. As you can imagine I wasn't very cordial. I was still very drained from the move and just wanted to relax. I curled up on the couch and proceeded to fall asleep after a very brief introduction. At that point he didn't seem extraordinary. He had a ridiculous scraggly beard thing on his face and I couldnt really see beyond that. It was definitely not love at first sight.
A week or so later Lindz was hosting the D&D session at her house. We all ordered delivery and I had to work early so I retreated into my room to eat and hide. Jeffrey was the leader of the group so he was there. I had forgotten part of my wings. (I love wings!) So I came back out to get them. I was at the counter checking which container was mine when an arm reaches under mine and grabs a wing. A whip around to defend my chicken and there he was. Clean shaven and hot as ever! He looked so completely different without the dead animal on his face I was struck dumb. He stood in front of me smiling. I went back to my room, ate my dinner and went to bed.
The next day after work I was playing around on my computer when I got a friend request from him. I thought, "Okay", what the harm. He proceeded to message me. (I found out later that he was sort of seeing a friend of a friend at the time) We chatted and joked about me taking him out back a giving him a royal beating. All of a sudden he says. "How about I take you out for coffee and then we can get on with the abuse?" I replied, "I don't drink coffee." "Okay, how about tea?" "Alright, I'm free next weekend." "How about tomorrow?" "Okay, I get out at 5:00." "I'll pick you up at six." "Okay."
He picked me up and we went to a local Irish pub for beer and strawberry shortcake. I know it is a little off the original plan. But when I got there and saw the dessert menu had my favorite thing ever I got excited! (Little did I know that it is one of his favorite desserts as well). We proceeded to hangout and talk for about two hours. It started to get loud in the bar so he invited me to his house to watch a movie. Well, there wasn't much watching because we both never shut up. I greatly surprised him with my sci-fi/fantasy knowlege and he was such a gentleman, pulling out chairs and taking my coat and all that. Needless to say, I didn't get home until 3am!!! Lindz had called me probably 12 times!
We saw each other three times that week. (He very quickly stopped seeing that other girl...)
I swore to myself that we would take it slow. And we did. He told me he loved me for the first time on St. Patrick's Day. It is a day we will celebrate for the rest of our lives.
We moved in together last October. I love his family and can't wait to be a part of it!
08/22/2012 at 06:06 pm
Love your story!!