I had come down from the country for a work conference and went out to dinner with the family. DP worked with my brother and dad at the time, but also played volleyball with my brothers. I had never met him but knew of him, this particular night after far too many drinks I stole my brothers mobile and got his phone number and started sending him dirty txt messages. He thought it was his mates playing a game, so it took him hours to reply. In the end I grabbed a taxi and a bottle of bourbon and rocked up to his house, and I never left!

His excuse - you never turn away a women holding a bottle of bourbon.