We didn't know. We really didn't, the first time anyways...

I was headed to a wedding in Vegas for an Aunt i'd never met, or seen for that matter. My dad had found his birth mother and along with it to birth half siblings. He'd spoken to them on the phone and through email and received an invite to his half sister's wedding.

I was in college, but curious to meet my dad's birth mom, and my aunt and uncles, and was told I had several cousins from my uncles. I arrived a day before my family and decided to stay at a hotel down the strip from where the wedding would be happening. I had a girlfriend down there and we hit a couple pool parties during the day where we met a fun group of guys. We got dressed and headed out with them that night. Myself and one of the guys where really hitting it off, and one thing led to another, and I figured why the hell not and went back to his hotel room.

The next day we parted ways, exchanged numbers and decided to meet up again that night. We both had engagements during the day. I went and picked my family up at the airport and we headed to the hotel to get everyone checked in before we left to meet up with the birth family. All the while my hook up was sending dirty texts and making me wish the meet and greet was already over so we could head out again.

We got ready and headed to a big banquet room and were introduced to everyone and as we made our way around the room, connecting the dots on who was related and how who should I come face to face with but my hookup from the night prior. When we were introduced to each other as cousins we both excused ourselves to the nearest trash receptacles only to hear family members remark we "must be feeling last night, haha" and "oh they'll get on great wont they." They had no idea.

We avoided each other the majority of the meal, but eventually were forced back together by family members and told we should "Go enjoy ourselves"

We did. Booze made it a lot easier to cross that line a second time. Now, we don't even need that.