We were sitting on the couch in my apartment late that night. We had just finished watching "The Wedding Planner." We had been talking a little, and kissing a little, and then Kyle said, "I love you, Britt."
To which I replied, "Me too."
(I don't remember what I said, but that's what Kyle says, so I believe him. It's just like me to say something like that. After all, when he asked me to marry him I said, "Yes! Wait... what?")
Anyway, then I'm sure I said something to the effect of "I love you too."
I didn't sleep that night. And not only because I was so excited that he loved me.
You see, my AC broke that night. So I couldn't sleep because it was so dang hot. I blogged. I sat outside. And finally at about 7 or 8 am, I texted Kyle, telling him to wake up so I could come over and get cool, and maybe catch up on my sleep. I went over, we watched the parade, made breakfast, cuddled, and I napped.
What a great day.
This picture isn't from that day, but it's from last summer sometime.

2 comments:
congrats what a happy year it has been too :) This is a super cute story. I love it.
I love this. Thanks for sharing!
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