Last semester I had a class with a guy I thought was pretty hot. Once in a while I would catch this studious hunk checking me out, but when I caught his eye he always looked away.

We had an assignment that required some library research. I had waited until a Saturday night because I thought everyone would be out partying and I would have the library to myself. I was looking up some journals when I heard footsteps coming up the metal stairs to the level where I was. I glanced up to see who was walking by, and it was him.

We talked about the assignment, and when there was a break in the conversation we just stared at each other. It felt like minutes but was probably only seconds. Then he said he’d noticed me in class and asked if I would like to go out with him sometime. I said yes, and to seal the date I... Read More