Shortly after our first date, and I literally mean less than a week later, I came down with strep throat. No big deal, I got it pretty often back then. However, this time was horrible. I ended up going to the doctor and learning that I had strep throat, a sinus infection, tonsillitis, an ear infection, and an eye infection. WHOA.
I was out of work & class for a few days, so Mr. Robinson came by my apartment to bring me some soup or something. I can't quite remember.
I had been taking medicine for over 24 hours and was no longer contagious. He hugged me...I mentioned (discreetly, of course) that I was no longer contagious. He kissed me. Now, Mr. Robinson will tell you that I kissed him! That is just the opposite of true. I gave him an opportunity to kiss me & he took it. :) That does not make me the kisser. I love that our first kiss...our last first kiss...happened while I had every head-infection possible and looked like complete and total crap. :) It makes our story a little different and that warms my soul.
A few days later...I knew that I could no longer hold it inside that I loved him. Since I had previously forbidden him from saying those words to me, I knew that the pressure was on me to say "I love you" first.
I mean, how could I not love him? He took care of me when I was sick, he gave me pretty flowers, he would play guitar for me, and he gave the sweetest kisses.
I told him. I told him that I loved him sitting in the living room of my little one bedroom apartment. I was on the floor because that's where I like to sit. He was on my love seat. I told him that I love him and I meant it with everything in me. He, of course, said it back and we kissed and it was perfect.
In the following week, I stopped going out to bars. I stopped smoking pot. I stopped selling pot. I left my old life behind and embraced a life with him, with both arms.
That weekend, he took me to meet his parents. In the car on our way back from his parent's house later that night, was the first time we...
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