The Courtship

I still remember very vividly the first time I actually met my husband. We hung out with the same crowds but had never actually met. I was on a date at the bowling alley with his friend. I looked awful I had on pants and a sweater 3 sizes too big,no make-up and messy hair, because I went to a friends after work and didn't want to go home to change before going out. Chris stopped by to chat with his friends I saw him the minute he walked in he had on some very tight jeans with rips all in them,a nice sweater and black biker boots, My eyes never left him for the few minutes he was there, but the only thing I could manage to say was "Nice boots". He said "thanks" chatted with my date and walked out. I watched him til he walked out the door, at which point my date said "If that is what you want go and get it". Well I am not one to back down from a challenge but I didn't get up and run out the door either. We ran into each other a few times over the next couple of weeks and I could tell he was interested so I played a little hard to get. One night we were hanging out with some friends in the parking lot of Hardee's and I was dying of thrist. I asked if anyone had a dollar I could borrow. Chris whipped one out, probably the only one he had.I took it and went and got my drink,when I came back out I said" Thank you" and he said "Can I at least get a hug". So I gave him one and started to walk away when he said " Don't forget you owe Me!" in a suggestive tone. I turned around gave him a cold ass stare and said "I don't owe you anything but a Dollar". Still he pursued.About 2-3 weeks later we met up at a friends house one night,when it came time to leave I left with him and we spent the next 4 days and nights talking almost nonstop. I met his girls about 3 weeks after we started dating,he came to pick me up from work and had the oldest with him, she had just turned 3. On the way back to his house she fell asleep with her head leaned on my shoulder, I looked down at that little blonde angel and knew. I was in love, not only with him but with the girls and I knew there was no going back. He had had custody of the girls since they were 3 mths and 2 yrs old. His divorce was final about a month after me and him started dating. The night before I held him as he cried from fear of not knowing what was going to happen the next day, and the thought that he might somehow lose his little hearts. Well she didn't even show,so he was granted custody and got everything he wanted. We celebrated that night by creating our son. And so our story began.