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The first time i met him, i thought he was cute. He looked shy, hardly uttered a word the whole time and never once looked my way. But there was something about him that made my heart skipped a beat.

Before the night ended, he suddenly asked for my number. I was pleasantly surprised, i had no idea he was interested. He asked me out on a date a few days later. As a rule i don't normally go out alone with guys, and dad wasn't the type who would let me either.

Somehow this one time my dad said okay...

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I vividly remember our first date.

He had wanted to take me ice skating and he had it all planned out. He didn't tell me where we were heading as he wanted to surprise me. When we got to the place, my heart sank. You see, unfortunately for him, i had made a vow years ago never to step foot onto an ice skating rink ever again in my life. I had a desperate fall while ice skating in my younger student years which left me with a minor concussion and a bruised ego.  So ice skating was a big no no for me!

We were definitely off to a bad start.

Instead of a fun time ice skating, we went to dinner instead.

It was slightly awkward at first because i didn't know what to say so he was doing most of the talking. And truth be told, he wasn't very good at it. Haha. I could tell he was just as nervous as I was. Maybe even more so, considering all the nonsense he was spouting. I actually found it kinda cute, but i pretended not to notice.

After the initial awkwardness subsided, the dinner conversation drifted from one topic to another. He was pleasant company and I felt comfortable talking to him. At one point, I told him i couldn't swim and would normally avoid large bodies of water in case i get into any flotation emergency.

"Is that so?" He says sipping his drink.

"Well, don't worry. Someday i'll teach u how to swim. And i'll make sure u don't drown."

He said it so casually as if it was nothing. But it was something. Indirectly, he was fishing for another date with me. Indirectly, he was making future plans for us. Indirectly, he was telling me he'll be there for me and keep me safe.

I was flattered.

At last things were clicking between us. From then on, it was smooth sailing.

We had such a good time getting to know each other that we didn't realize we were the last patrons at the restaurant, and they were closing for the night! For politeness sake, I offered to go Dutch on the bill.

"No," he tells me. "it's on me."

Yes! The sign of a true gentleman! I have definitely hit the jackpot.

Once I decided that, there was no way he wasn't going to be mine. *wink wink*.

......And the rest, they say, is history. =)

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P/s: To that sweet but awkward man, who is now my husband, u still owe me swimming lessons!