I guess it's about time for me to talk about it. Very few of you know this little saga of mine, but I guess it's time to share.. I met Gavin October 11th 2008. I was bartending and this little Aussie guy runs up to the counter and asks for "free jagerbombs" I said, "Ya ain't gettin' nothin' round here fo free son" He laughed and replied, "I can't say my 'th's'.." then he held up three fingers and said, "free.. I need free jagerbombs". We both died laughing. My best friend Brandi yelled out.. "Is that the cute one?" ( I hate her sometimes) My face turned 30 shades of purple and I looked straight at him and said, "yup that's the one!" Then I looked away dying of embarrassment. The rest of the night.. he kept flirting. Not once did either of us see him look at any other girl. Every time I walked by he kept trying to con me into a kisson the cheek. I refused several times.. but I finally gave in. I overheard two guys from Alabama tell him, " You're doin' it all wrong... you gotta turn your head when she kisses your cheek.." "I'll try that!" he said with a shit-eating grin... So I know it's coming and my heart is racing.. needless to say, I walked by.. "knock me a li'l kiss gorgeous.." Of course I did. SUre enough.. he turned his head and kissed me on the lips.... I though I was gonna throw up. My stomach was flipping so bad and my heart was racing... My face got hot. I was flustered... this seemed to please him as he beamed at me from across the bar....... (to be continued)