Our Love Story Part 3

Read part one of our love story here
Read part two of our love story here.

...when I finally caught my breath and opened my eyes, I saw not just some sweet boy who I was on friend terms with but a man who had knocked me off of my access and caused my stomach to churn.  I remember that we didn't say a single word to one another.  Not even a smile.  Just looked at each other.  I'm pretty sure that kiss and robbed Tony of his minor beer buzz.  He wasn't flirty and joking with me anymore.  He actually just walked away.  I didn't know what to think.  But I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened.  And neither could he.  We parted ways that night without another word spoken.  Until 2 a.m. when I got a text from him.  All the text message said was "wow".  Good sign.  Except I had no idea what to say back.  Which is so unlike me.  I'm full of things to say.  But I didn't respond.

He continued to text me over the next two weeks asking me to come over to his place and watch a movie or to let him take me out to dinner.  I ignored him mostly or would make excuses that I was busy.  I know... such a snob.  But I was so scared.  I was a little scared because I didn't want to hurt our friendship if things didn't work out.  I was also scared that I was graduating in a month and that he was going back to Utah for the Summer and still had his senior year to come back to in the Fall. But I was mostly scared because I knew it WOULD work out.  I knew that if I started dating him that this would be it.  That he would be the guy I should have been dating all this time.  That he would treat me better than anyone ever had.  That I would fall in love with him.  That I would marry him.  It's not like I'd be forced to or that I wasn't ready to be in that sort of relationship.  I was just scared.  That's the only way I could explain it.  After days of him asking and with a little bit of begging over the last couple of days, I decided to meet up with him one night after one of his baseball games.  But totally in a group setting. 

I got off work, rushed home to shower and change my clothes, and I drove to one of the local BCU watering holes at the bottom of the hill to meet up with he and the rest of his baseball buddies.  I was SO NERVOUS.  Thank goodness all of his friends were guys I could call my friends too.  They helped ease my nerves.  I sat across a table from him that night and tried my best to be the normal Amy that he knew.  It was hard.  I was shy but I covered that up by trying to be funny and make he and the other guys laugh.  It all worked out for the best.  I went back to their place that night and we sat out on the patio telling stories and reminicing about the school year and plans for that summer.  I sat next to him and he brought me a sweatshirt of his when I got cold.  When I left that night, I took that sweatshirt home.  Just another excuse for me to see him right?  That night was the end and beginning of so much of my being.  From then on I was hooked. We had our first actual date a couple of days later...

...to be continued...