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While everyone was posted up at the bar, he and I grabbed a booth and started talking. “I had been crushing on this guy at work for a couple of months, so my friend and I finally schemed a group night outing. Then we kissed-and the rest is history!” -Katie H., 27ġ4. He eventually looked at me and told me I was different than other girls. Instead, we took shots of Fireball in solo cups and chatted all night long. Then, he offered me a beer, but didn’t have that either. He offered me wine and I said yes, but he realized he didn’t have any. We originally met through mutual friends, and after one night of drinking at the local pub, he asked me to come over. “The first time my now-husband and I kissed was in his unfinished kitchen. Although it didn't work out, we're still best friends to this day.” -Lisa C., 35ġ2. The kiss blew my mind and lead to an almost decade-long relationship. I reached into the box for another and it was empty- my BFF looked at me with the last piece of licorice hanging out of her mouth and shrugged, then said jokingly, "want some?" I went in for a bite of the candy and next thing I knew, we were kissing. I was hanging out with my best friend, watching Steel Magnolias laughing, crying, and eating Red Vines. “My first lesbian kiss happened when I was 17-years old. It was perfect.” -Giselle C., 31ġ3 Types of Kisses for All the Romantics Out Thereġ1. Then he hands me a piece of paper with his number before he left. I mean, hands holding my face gently, and passionately making out with me in front of everyone left at the party. The next thing I know, there’s a knock on the door-he flies back into the apartment, says ‘what was I thinking?’ and pins me to the wall in the most romantic kiss I’ve ever ha d. We say an awkward goodbye with a hug and he leaves-and I’m bummed because he was the first guy since my breakup to show interest and I was hoping for something. A cute red-haired boy starts flirting with me and we’re having a good time, until his friends decide they want to go elsewhere. “It’s New Years Eve 2013, I’m recently single, devastated, and at a party where I only know a few people. We are still together four years later and will be making that sangria at our housewarming party!” -Courtney S., 27ĩ. with me sitting on top of my stove in the middle of the party. The night ended with a ‘romantic’ first kiss-slash-make-out. We started flirting and with each drink, our courage increased and any concern about PDA decreased. While everyone was throwing down winter sangria, a tall, unfamiliar male guest immediately caught my attention-my roommate’s college friend from out of town. “After just moving into our first apartment, my roommate and I threw a housewarming party.