How did you meet?
It was April, 2007. My cousin and I were at a party at a mutual friend’s house and we were in the kitchen fixing ourselves a plate of food. Derrick and another gentleman entered the room. My cousin and I looked at Derrick, and then at each other. He was handsome! I’m sure our facial expressions said it all. Derrick and I made eye contact for a few seconds, but, after that, nothing. He seemed to ignore me.
A couple of hours later I was sitting in a chair checking messages on my cell phone when, in my peripheral vision, I noticed him walking by. He stopped, turned around, and asked, “Were you staring at my butt?” “Huh. You must be joking,” I said. “No,” he said. “You were staring at my butt. I could feel it.” It was a little corny, but I laughed, and it broke the ice. So much so that we talked non-stop for three hours. There was sooooooo much chemistry. From that day forward, he pursued me, and I mean pursued me diligently.