"I was 15 and you were 17. You had a boyfriend at the time. The judge's ruling stated that you couldn't see him or any of your other friends who were there when that thing happened. I wasn't there or even knew you when that thing happened. So that's why I was hanging out with you instead of your boyfriend. We were in your bedroom. Your parents were in the other room. We could hear them watching television. You wrapped your arms around my waist and our stomachs touched. So I pulled you down to the bed and we kissed. Then we just looked at each other and smiled. It wasn't suppose to happen, but it did."
That was 10 years ago. I'm not sure exactly how I got roped into this marriage thing, but I think that first kiss might've sealed the deal.