Previously in this series:
Part 1 - First Impressions
Part 2 - The Shell Game
So, Peter walked us back to the dorm after the winter formal, and a kissed him good night on the cheek. A few days later, I realized that my boyfriend really wasn't even a part of my life and, hello, he'd actually already broken up with me twice and then come begging back. Quite enough of that.
The winter show came and went, Peter serenaded me via his blog, and we decided to have dinner together. I cleverly engineered for us to cook dinner and watch a movie at his place on "Thursday," which of course just happened to be Valentine's Day, and he equally cleverly convinced me to go for "coffee" with him the day before our date.
"Coffee" was had in the form of hot chocolate and warm apple cider. Dinner and a movie turned into dinner and two movies (or was it three?), many hours of talking before falling asleep, and then omelettes and skipped classes the next morning.
Not that everything was perfectly smooth sailing from then out, but there were no major pitfalls. About 5 and a half years later, we committed to the next stage of our evolution as a couple...
But that's another story.
Next in the fabulous saga: a trip to the other side of the world, and a proposal (proposition?) in our own figurative backyard.
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