I met him at 18, just as I was about to move to another city for uni. He was 28, I definitely didn't fancy him initially but I remember thinking he was the most interesting person I'd ever talked to, he seemed so switched on and capable, intelligent but also a good laugh. Weirdly we became friends, we had similar interests in training & fitness. I used to call him once a week or so and we'd talk for hours, I think I probably hounded him but he was too nice to not pick up. After a while I started to go back home every few weekends and he'd take me out for a meal or to see a film but he never made a move. I think it was about 7 months later, I was 19 by then, I found myself starting to fancy him quite a bit but I didn't want a long distance relationship and I still had a bit over 2 years to go at uni. I made the first move but we kept things casual while I was living away, although we had some amazing holidays together. After I moved home we became more serious, I didn't want to move back in with my parents but I thought moving in with him would have seemed like a cop out, he did offer but we weren't exactly official so I got my own place instead and was there for a few years but I ended up at his more and more often. Felt myself falling in love with him and he felt the same way. We moved into a new (old) house together around Christmas 2023, we got married in 2025 and had our daughter in May this year. ❤