A long time ago ... I accidentally fell in love. I think love is usually accidental. But I really did not want to be in love. This guy was kind of a bad boy with a soft side. I met him at my house. One of my friends brought him over with his brother. She knew I had broken up with someone a couple months before. She actually liked this guy, and wanted to set me up with his brother. They looked so much alike, but this guy -- he just got to me. I was fighting the feeling. It was rough.
He flirted with me all night. He had brought his guitar over, and he was singing all kinds of rock songs to me. He had a decent voice, not such a good guitar player. I was trying to ignore his flirts, but they were flattering. I was not interested in his brother at all. But I knew my friend liked him a lot. This guy was the kind that if he gets to you, he really gets to you!
I went into the kitchen to get more ice and drinks. He popped off the couch and said he would help me. When we were out of view of the others, but only steps away, he spun me around and gave me this kiss that was so amazing. It was about 10 seconds, because I was pushing him away ... but I really did not want him to stop.