H and I met also met at a cheesy sports bar!

It's funny because we've both been going to Martini Night at a restaurant every Wednesday and we never met each other until a mutual friend introduced us. After Martini Night one night, we all headed down to TJ's Sports Bar and we were introduced at the bar.

I wasn't attracted to him at first because I knew that he was significantly older than me...fifteen years, to be exact. An hour [and a few beers later], we were in a deep conversation about tattoos and I began debating whether or not to give him my phone number because I started to think that he was cool to hang out with. He beat me to the punch by giving me his...so I quickly gave him mine.

We ended up closing the bar down and we talked some more in the parking lot. I had to take a friend of mine home and I could tell that she was getting irritated because I was taking a long time. Things got crazy when I found out that he drove a Lotus--so he took me flying down Kapiolani Blvd. and I'm like, "I feel like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman...except for the whole hooker part."

It's still new and we're still getting to know each other, but we've been inseparable since that night.