Funny How We Met Story Novels & Stories

After a minute, she leaned back in her chair, twirling her mug between her hands. “So… about Kai,” she started, voice light, like she was testing the waters. I looked up, curious despite myself. She smiled. A real one, small but warm. “You asked how we met.” I nodded, taking a sip of tea. “It was actually kind of ridiculous,” she said, laughing under her breath. “I was at that little coffee shop on Third, the one with the terrible Wi-Fi, and I spilled my entire iced latte all over his shoes. Like, full-on disaster. I thought he was going to be pissed, but he just looked down, laughed, and said, ‘Well, now you owe me a new pair… or at least your number.’”

He took the key and led me to the garage. Opened my door for me like the perfect gentleman. I thanked him. He walked to his side and entered. We set out. "Wait," I said. "I think we are forgetting an important part." “What’s that?” He asked. "How did we meet?" "People are sure to ask that." Ethan's eyes locked onto mine. "Good point," he said. "We need a solid story." "How about this?" I suggested. "We met at a charity gala." “Hmmm, no” Ethan replied

The foam heart was the kind of foam heart that baristas in coffee shops next door to clinics put on the tops of coffees the baristas in the coffee shops next door to the clinics are the kind of baristas who are the kind of baristas the surgeons who are the kind of surgeons the baristas are the baristas of the surgeons who are the kind of surgeons the women the surgeons are going to marry are the kind of women the baristas are the baristas of the women the surgeons are going to marry are the kind of women the surgeons are going to marry the women the baristas are the baristas of are the kind of women the surgeons are going to marry the women the baristas are the baristas of. You met your wife

The redhead announced I put the television on mute. " Well, that was interesting!" I mused. "Are you having fun with it?" Smirking, Matt said. "I have to say, it's been a lot of fun." "You never mentioned her to me? Where did you meet her and how did you get to know her?" Matt inquired as he sipped his coffee. A smile emerged on my face as I remembered the coffee shop event. "Starbucks! We just happened to cross paths in a coffee shop."

I answered truthfully. "That's amazing darling. How did you and Ethan, meet?" his mother asked this time, making me snap my gaze to hers. It was definitely questioning time. Ethan answered quickly as we rehearsed this question and we decided to keep it as true as possible. "We met when she first came to New York, I was coming from a cafe after a business meeting. I mistakenly poured hot coffee on her and she went ballistic on me, so, I took her to the hospital" he chuckled as if remembering the day making me pout. It wasn’t my fault.

I shrugged thanking the waiter who brought our order, mill shake. “So, how did you two meet? I'm trying to imagine the place that would connect you two, a mall,- a party-” she eyes me again. “No, I don't think you're the party type. No offence.” “None taken.” “So how did it happen?” “It was in a park, late at night-” I started with my eyes dimmed and hands clasped around the glass cup. “I ran into him.” “You literally ran into his arms? Why were you running late at night? Where you being chased?”

, Charlotte winked at her. "So , you wanted to say something.", She was looking at me. "Yeah , I guess we need to decide on the story we going to narrate to people regarding this 'how-we-met' thing." , I told her with a straight face. "So have you thought of something?" "Uhh bumped into each other at a cafe and hit it off ?" I asked. "What about , met at your office while I went to deliver the file , got acquainted and you know .. a bit less cliché ." , She suggested.

’ She insisted. “Um…so I’m sorry about the coffee.” I apologized. What a start to our relationship. Some day if we have kids and they ask how we met, I’m going to have to tell them I threw coffee on him. Even if we don’t have kids, my sisters and other people will want to hear how we met. Crista can say she met Alec in her darkest days. Katrina says she met Tie in her dreams. André says he met Darren in the heat of battle. And I’m going to say I threw coffee on him. Ugh.

The person who gave me the cup of coffee said before she went back to her seat. “Same here, Rissa! I had an insane night yesterday to max out my card and now I need to pay for my rent too.” I shouted laughing, everyone in the room laughed. “Oh. So you met with your misfortunes yesterday? How unfortunate of me, I did not witness it.” Rissa sighed after she looked at me with a teasing smile. “Don’t even think of it. You know how stubborn Mari is. You will just have a headache if you insist.” One of my officemates sneered.

“Does it ever get heavy for you?” “What?” “Carrying your massive ego all day,” I shot. His smirk returned to his lips and I didn't look, I just continued. “I agree to your rules and don't worry, I don’t believe in love.” I inhaled sharply. “We’ll also need to practice our story.” “Our love story, you mean..” He leaned back, pretending to think. “How did we meet?” “At a charity gala,” I suggested He made a face. “Boring.”