Writer's Block: Cute Meet

My boyfriend (of 3 1/2 years), Gavin, and I met by pure accident. I was in the midst of being a complete recluse (I lived in a van with my current boyfriend, with whom things were clearly about to end). A friend insisted that I come out and party one night, because a really old friend of hers was going to be in town from Germany and "we would totally get along". Well, I could have gone for a drink, so I ended up tagging along. We were having a great time, until my friend dropped the bomb that my boyfriend (at the time) had tried to cheat on me. Well, I turned into a drunk, crying mess. Normally this would have been terribly embarrassing, but Gavin ran off and stole some flowers to try to perk me up, and then joined our mutual friend in a doomed effort to cheer me up. Anyway, we all ended up bonding quite a bit that night. Gavin and I kept in touch, things ended between the boyfriend (totally unrelated), and some time passed. Fast forward a year, and Gavin comes to visit again. I'm back to my fun, not crying in a motel bathroom self, and Gavin even brings me a gift- even though we had only met once. As friends.

Anyway, a solid month and a half of partying ensues (that's a story for some other time), and Gavin and I continue to get closer as friends. The sexual tension is beginning to be fairly obvious, but since he's a close friend of a friend, I don't make any real moves. Until one night, we're enjoying two of our favorite things. Drinking and boxing. A drunken boxing match turns into a highly energetic romp in the sack.

A few weeks later, he has to return to Germany for another 8 months. I'm playing it cool, but I had honestly grown pretty attached. After he leaves (and gives me an amazing farewell gift), we write each other EVERY day. FInally, a month or two into this, we broke down and confessed our love. I waited faithfully for him until he returned from Germany, and we've been together (in situations ranging from a 3-hour-distance to living together) ever since.