We Met First Time Novels & Stories

Neither of us let out a breath. “You…” The word escaped both of us at exactly the same time. Every conversation in the room stopped. Chloe blinked. “You two know each other?” Blake recovered first. “I can explain. We…” Oh no, you don't! “We've met,” I cut in quickly. “We met once.” “Oh?” “Just once.” I repeated, clasping both my hands to stop them from balling into a fist. “Where did you two meet?” Chloe asked, her brows furrowing.

We broke the kiss and smiled at each other. We ordered our food and enjoyed our meal. We talked about everything and nothing, laughing and flirting like we just met. We reminisced about how we met, how we felt, and how we ended up together. "Do you remember the first time we saw each other?" I asked her. "Of course I do. How could I forget?" she said. "It was at the bar, right? You were there with Sue, celebrating her birthday in advance." "Yes, that's right. And you were there watching me like prey."

She couldn’t believe she was getting ready to meet him. CatLovers 2410: Didn’t we agree not to exchange photos so we could only see each other for the first time at the meeting? X191016: That’s a great idea. But trust me, it’ll be hard to spot each other. Sierra bit her lower lip, trying to reason that what X said made sense.

"Perfect, so you're going to say the first place you met me was at the beach where you went to get some fresh air." "Okay, then how did I talk to you?" "How about you say we both collided with each other and you couldn't stop looking at me and you said, 'damn, she is so cute." "Nah, I can't do that." "You have no choice."

He honestly said. Reiner’s mouth fell open in shock. “’first love’?!” he loudly gasped. Vince nodded in affirmation. “Yes.” he muttered. “How did this happen?!” Reiner asked. “It’s just a simple thing. It happened when we were kids – “ Vince spoke. “ – it was a holiday vacation and our families coincidentally went to the same country, and Raina and I met.” He said. “I don’t know if she could still remember me, but I guess she doesn’t since she never even mentioned that one holiday vacation to me.” He smiled bitterly.

"I can see. Mind sharing it with me?" "It's about a friend." "A girl or a boy?" "A boy." He leaned his hands on the counter, ready to listen to what I was going to say. "I'm listening." "I met him one night, and we both talked for quite some time. Well, for starters, I always thought every first moment with a stranger was the most awkward moment in one's life, but I was wrong. Though, we've met for some days now…" I paused, not knowing how to complete the rest of the words.

Goodbye to the memories I had with him, goodbye to when we first met. Ha, I remember that day we bumped into each other, and I accidentally spilled coffee on his fine suit. I apologized, all embarrassed and hurried to clean up the mess I had made. It's all been crazy since that day; we started talking and exchanging numbers. That was the last daring thing we did because I waited a while before moving to the second phase. First, we talked on the phone, chatted, and sent friend requests on social media.

Gratitude filled my heart, knowing how lucky I was to have her in my life. The memory of our first meeting played like a cherished film in my mind. It was the very night before my marriage ceremony when she walked up to my room, where our eyes met for the first time, and an instant connection sparked between us. It was as if the universe conspired to bring us together, and from that moment, I knew Meagia was someone special. My mate!

I ranted on. However, that's how we met. For the very first time. I was moody, but he had a really sweet smile on his face.

I added. "Our first meeting?" Out of all scenarios, he took the last one. "Were we in a date when we first met?" My eyes rounded in disbelief. "Do you forget our first meeting?" I couldn't believe what I heard. It had been ten years since that day. Still he should have remembered it because it was also the beginning of our friendship. However, Wyatt just gawked at me. "How did we meet?" My face warped into a scowl. Was this what they said about men forget easily?