#34 “I Mean It’s Crazy.” “What?” “We Finish Each Other’s—” “Sandwiches!”
I was the girl who loved bad boys.
The nice guy in my life had been my best friend for a number of years and I always knew he liked me, but I was busy chasing mean guys.
We grew up together and he watched me pick all the wrong people. Other friends kept telling me to give him a chance, but I just never listened. Two years ago, he asked me to come over for dinner. It seemed fairly casual until I realized he’d asked me for Valentine’s Day. I can’t say I was guilted, but it still felt a little awkward.
I was nervous thinking it was gonna be so weird but when I turned up it was fine. He cooked a meal, bought flowers, opened a bottle of wine, offered me chocolates and lit candles on the table. I don’t drink much, so he ended up getting through the whole bottle of wine because he was so nervous. Still, it was a lovely evening and things felt very natural.
Fast forward a few years later and now we’re approaching our second anniversary. We share a lovely home together, look after a beautiful (but evil) Egyptian Mau cat, and we couldn’t be happier. We even finish each other’s sentences and never run out of things to talk about. He is genuinely the best thing to ever happen to me. Sometimes the nice guy does win!
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