Friday, May 13, 2016

first kiss story

Once upon a time, on November 16, 2013, if we want to be specific Riley and I kissed for the very first time. We were becoming exceptionally good friends and spent most of our evenings together or wondering what the other one was doing when we were not together.  The day was pretty typical, typical because I don't remember anything at all to write about until that evening.  Riley and I were out for a walk and ended up at the beach. It was late and dark and we laid out under the stars and listened to the ocean and talked and talked for hours and hours, just talked. One big ocean wave came up and soaked us and Riley's phone got wet and ruined. We decided that it was a good time to call it a night and he walked me home and said goodnight. As I was walking back to go into my housing, he said "WAIT" and tried to come up with something else to say to prolong the conversation and night (little did i know he made a goal to kiss me before the night was over) and then he finally got the courage and kissed me, right next to the garbage cans outside of the "quite house." It was great. We have been smooching ever since.

1 comment:

  1. Cuuuute. Good thing to blog about and I'm sure you have lots of good memories at your quiet house! Evening beach time under the stars can usually end up with a nice kiss! Mine and Chris's first kiss story isn't quite as romantic. And my first ever kiss definitely wasn't either. :) But now I get to kiss Chris as much as I want!