Eleven years ago, I started dating my husband. We'd been working together for several months, friends for most of that, flirting for some of that.
On this day, eleven years ago, we were alone in the office and he kissed me in front of the filing cabinets. (We had filing cabinets! LOL)
I still get weak in the knees when he kisses me.
Happy Anniversary, sweetie.
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