This is the first part of the story, I will release a blog post once a week about each section of the story. I really hope you guys enjoy it!

The first night I met Dalton (not his real name) was when I was 19. I had just gotten out of a serious relationship, so I wasn’t expecting too much when I went over to his house for a party. My friend was dating one of his good friends and they invited me over to his house for a party. I remember walking into his basement and seeing him there with his big brown eyes and big tattooed arms. I'll admit I was out of my element because I had only been with two guys and they were both pretty straight laced. Seeing Dalton there I knew he was different and I knew I was in trouble. As the night goes on I remember my friend saying how Dalton wouldn't leave my side and kept staring at me. It's funny because the girl he was talking to at the time was there but he couldn't stay away from me. We joked and played beer pong the whole night, I wasn’t very good at beer pong and he kept saying how I was a sucky partner but we had such a fun night.