How We Met Story Novels & Stories

Charming turned with eager eyes to look at her. She nervously laughed, trying to brush it off, but she saw the women were all quiet and waiting for her to speak. “Oh... We met at a fundraiser dinner,” she began, using the same story Cainan had drafted out over a week ago. “And we are here.” “Well, that’s different from many love stories I’ve heard,” Zoe muttered thoughtfully, a hint of disbelief in her voice. The story was boring and untrue, but the true story of how they met wasn’t one anyone would be ready to accept.

she said. "Ok" I replied. "You haven't tell me where you guys met"she said "We met in the club the day you got employed and we went to celebrate. You were drunk already and you were speaking gibberish. So James came to meet me and we danced together" I said. "So what happened me?" She asked and I widened my eyes.

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.

And we have a good laugh. The slightest opportunity she gets she tells me about her love story of how they met in a zoo. She got lost and while trying to find her way she fell into a swarm of crocodiles, and he happened to be around the corner taking pictures when he noticed someone fell in the water. She was drowning and he saved her from the dangerous crocodiles before giving her CPR.

"Come on, we're only 26. You guys act like you're widows." Jessy rolled her eyes and added. "But you were right Zaphire. I might not be single in a few days time," she winked. "Shit! Who's the unlucky dude?" Maya gasped and Clara laughed at that comment. "I met him on Textin," Jessy said nonchalantly. "He's good looking and surprisingly not a jerk. Thought I'd give it a try," "What's Textin?" Clara whispered into Zaphire's ear. "Girl you really need to get out there," Jessy exclaimed.

"You and Blaze, I mean. It’s so romantic, seeing the two of you together." I smiled softly, my hand instinctively resting on my belly. "Oh, it’s a bit of a funny story," I began, smoothly slipping into my practiced explanation. "We met a few years ago at a cafe… At that time, I was going through a difficult time, well, some family issues. He helped me through that time, and the rest is history. We’ve been together ever since." Another woman leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with interest. "How long have you been together? A year? Two?"

“I see. How did you two meet then?” This question wasn’t directed at any of us specifically so I decided to answer again. Besides, it’s better if I did the talking because I knew how to evade some things mum wanted to know. “At a restaurant” Well, we first met in class but we didn’t talk to each other. He just glared at me so it can’t count as our first meeting.

~They should have known, questions like this would be asked and should have discussed their answers so they could be on the same page Xavier thought regretfully. Maya smiled. "We had first met at the club and had shared a few drinks and intense stares." She said " But I love saying we had met at the office, not only because it is more appropriate as a story for our grandchildren..." They chuckled. "... But because I was able to catch a glimpse of the man I fell in love with while I worked for him." She held his hands, giving it a squeeze and he smiled.

He slid one across as I sat. “Figured you still take it like an adult,” he said. He remembered. Of course, he remembered. We’d only had coffee together four times, but he’d noticed. We didn’t waste time on small talk. I opened my phone notes. “Family interrogation prep. They’ll ask everything.” We built the legend in under ninety minutes. How we met Mutual friend named Alex (marketing, gender-neutral, conveniently always traveling). Introduced us at a rooftop work thing in late October. We bonded over mutual hatred of forced networking and cheap rosé.

Dad said. "Very interesting indeed," Mom agreed. "It seems more funny than interesting, from what I see," Daniel commented because of their laughter. "It's just that, your mom, she… The way we met was very funny," Dad said, unable to hold back. "Stop it, Jason. It wasn't that funny," Mom interrupted him, looking embarrassed and laughing at the same time. "Oh my God. Even I'm curious to know this story now!" I commented, laughing. It was true that Mom and Dad had never told me how they met; they had told me they met at Oxwell, but not how it happened.