Back in EMT school, she was my partner for patient assessment. I got to feel her up pretty good, discretely of course
. And then I asked her to a movie.
She replied with "Shouldn't you take me to the movie and THEN feel me up?"
We had lived together for a few years, and then on Sept 10, 2001, she was leaving for a class trip to Jamaica the next morning. Fun way to get 3 English credits. Since it was about an hour and half to get to the airport, and it was a 7am flight, we decided to stay the night in Columbus.
On the way to the hotel/dinner, she asked me, seriously for the first time, if we planned to get married. I went into this whole spiel about how I liked the way we were, and Enjoyed my freedom and yadda yadda. She was crestfallen. I could literally see her deflate. The ring was in my pocket the whole time.
So we're at dinner that night at her favorite restaurant. I waited till dessert and then got down on my knee and proposed. She was so confused she thought I had found the ring on the floor. Then she realized what I had done earlier, and after she said yes, beat the crap out me.
It was worth it.
Then.... the next morning, I get home and turn on the TV to see all that happening. And she's stuck in Detroit for 2 days. Took her till midnight to get a hold of me and tell me she was ok. School eventually sent a bus up there and drove them all back.