The Backstory

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It was labor day weekend when Lila and I (Kas) went on a road trip to my dads house. He lives in Illinois and I in Wisconsin. We were going down for a labor day picnic with my dads geocaching friends. What is geocaching you ask? Modern day treasure hunting. Either way thats what we went for.
Labor day was the last day of our trip and we were sad to be leaving. The whole trip my dad was talking about who was coming to the picnic. One of them being his buddy Michael. I thought Michael was just another friend of my dads. Some old dude he met at work. Boy was I wrong.
Michael was anything but some old dude. He was in his mid twenties, short hair (buzzcut), tattoos on both arms, facial hair, and graphic tees. Exactly what I like a guy to look like. He showed up to the picnic with Chick-fil-A, and my heart skipped a beat. I loved Chick-fil-A. So I couldn't focus without the sly look at my dads friend here and there.
Fast forward 3 months and I see him yet again. This time just as I remember him and guess what. He was carrying Chick-fil-A yet again. This time we got to talk to each other. U realized how funny he is and couldn't stop laughing. I am not the giggly girl type. I'm the country girl who runs around barefooted in the mud, not who laughs at everything a guy says. What got into me?
We were doing some geocaching and my dad went to do something and left us alone. We got to talk and laugh more and spend time just the 2 of us, even if it was just for 5 minutes. He wasn't paying attention to me so that gave me the chance to keep staring at him. Man was he a cutie.

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