My older brother Tommy has a best friend named Jon. Normally, Jon and I got along, but there was nothing special. I started to notice at a certain point that whenever I was around them, Jon really took an interest in me. I felt flattered, and ended up flirting back with him. Finally, we went on a date that ended up back at his place. My brother found out I was there and burst in to "protect" me. The two of them had a huge fight and it was the worst date of my life. Fortunately, they worked it out and I ended up marrying Jon two years later.
— Tricia, 54