Okay so, I had that drink.
Glass of white wine. We talked, laughed, talked some more. Then we exchanged numbers and went our separate ways.
Later that night my phone vibrated, it was him.
Did I want to meet the next day?
Hell yes I did!
So we arranged a meet up the following day. Nothing extravagant, just some food and a chat.
Fine with me 😊
We did just that.. KFC if my memory serves me right.
Then we saw each other the next day, the next and the next… and it continued.
We couldn’t get enough of each other. He didn’t live local to me. He was 40 minutes away, but he travelled to me every single time. No questions asked. He would even travel back and forth to work from me… 45 minutes away!
He was a police officer. A very respected police officer.
I lived at home with my parents and he lived at home with his mum.
He met my parents and he used to stay in my house with me. My parents adored him. My sister adored him.
Everything was perfect.
Until it wasn’t.
Shitrollsdownhill 