After watching this adorable couple for quite some time, my brother's game was over. He walked up the stairs....with Mr. Gorgeous in tow. He stopped and sat a few rows in front of me......with the cute couple - his parents. I didn't pay too much attention to him (at least that's what I told him).
I watched him out of the corner of my eye. He fidgeted and scooted up the bleachers until he was a few feet from me. I can't tell you anything about the conversation except that he suggested we go out for drinks and should exchange numbers. It took every part of me to try and sound cool as I said "ok." But instead it came out in some sort of high pitched squeal.
We exchanged numbers and went our separate ways for the night.
Or so we thought. We spent the rest of the night/early morning texting back and forth.
From here, things moved rather quickly. We met for lunch the next day and watched my Redskins crushed his Eagles. It was glorious.
By the end of the week, we had seen each other nearly every day. The weeks that followed were the same. We were inseparable.
It wasn't long after this that my divorce was finalized and I was officially a free woman. So what did I do? What every newly divorced woman does....I took him and Destinee home to meet my Dad.
To be continued......