A time of courtship and roses follows, you looking carefully at him over the top of your book, then blushing and looking away; and he comes up, examines the title, and gives you a kiss on the hand to remember him with.
You write love poetry back and forth, and giggle with your girlfriends as he does things to try and impress you with his wit, his strength, and his humor. You are duly impressed, and let it show...if you wish.
Eventually you spend some time together, and when the moment is right -- your first kiss.
The kiss is romantic, and nearly makes you faint and/or lose consciousness. You are incredibly high, and go about for the next several days giggling for no reason whatsoever.
You then get married, and live happily ever after, raising a family and dying at the same moment, forever as in love as you were the day you first met and the moment you first kissed.
Nice dream, eh?