Heading over to the bar in my local pub to order a round of drinks, I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was a friend of mine.
‘How you doing, Jayne? This is John,’ he said, gesturing to the man next to him. Dark-haired, with a cheeky grin, John was handsome – and we hit it off. Soon, we were chatting and giggling away like old mates.
My soulmate
There was definitely a spark, but although it was the start of a friendship, he didn’t ask me out for three years!
When he did, I jumped at the chance. Then, one week after our first date, we were at a party when John looked at me…
‘I’ve got something to say,’ he announced.
My heart sank. Oh, no! This…
