Well since you asked and all 
(He's ace I love him to bits I'm very very lucky)
We had been together and split for stupid reasons - I was very busy, he was very busy, we just didn't have time - but we stayed friends. Used to see each other occasionally socially and chat and laugh and stuff and text and phone each other every day but no romance . And I mean every single day. And he always texted me night at bedtime.
(I should add one of my best friends was always going on at me about us being perfect together and how we should get back together)
So I was a bit stressed with life the universe and everything and he asked me down for a DVD and take away night. Just as friends. Nothing more.
Cue much much much angst and many phone calls to my friend about "OMG will he make a move on me? I don't think I want him to. OMG what if he doesn't fancy me does he fancy me will he want to shag me OMG what if what if what if "
So, down goes I to his house. Determined, after many late night phone calls to mate that I was JUST going for a DVD and a takeaway and there was no sex on the agenda and I was reading the signs all wrong.
Knock the door. He opens the door. I step in. He kisses me before the door is even shut.
We adjourn upstairs.
Afterwards, we are lying in bed and he brings me a
and as he's handing it to me (and I'm still dozy in bed) he says
"if you reach your hand out your bar of chocolate is on the bedside table"
I said "you were confident"
He just laughed.
