wonderful stories! i wonder how they'd sound if the DH's told them?

I met JP one night while I was out Salsa dancing. I was sitting at the bar, sipping on a Corona when two guys walked up to me, JP and another guy. The "another guy" said "Ok, we both think you're pretty, but you can't talk to both of us, so which one of us do you want to talk to?"

Since I thought this was a pretty forward response, I chose JP, the guy who didn't say something stupid. We talked for 4 straight hours, and every time he tried to kiss me, I dodged his lips.

He got really drunk, so I drove him home, put him in his bed and slept on the couch (it was 3 am!). Woke up the next morning while he was still sleeping and left, figuring I'd never see him again.

Unfortunately (fortunately?) in my hurry to leave that morning, I left my sweater and my cell phone in his apartment. He called me house from my cell the same day. I went back to get my stuff, and he was so sweet and apologetic that I ended up staying for dinner that night...and then pretty much every night since.

Funny thing is he was living with the "another guy" at the time, who 3 months after that fateful night told me he was in love with me too, and that once again I'd have to choose.

Luckily, it was an easy choice!

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