We're Getting Married!

One night, we went out with our friends just to hang out in Fort Lauderdale. We knew, or at least knew of, everyone except each other. Hellos were exchanged as our groups greeted each other, setting the vibe for the night. Eventually, we both broke away from the crowd and made our way to the bar. As we stood there waiting for the bartender to notice us, a spotlight seemed to land on her, giving me a perfect moment to take her in. Her soft fro, that smooth pecan-tan skin, round, perfectly sculpted cheeks, and full lips glossed in a nude sheen—everything about her just stood out. And those dark brown eyes? Captivating. I asked what she’d be drinking, and she casually replied, "Double Hennessy, neat, no ice." At that moment, I was hooked. Luckily, the conversation flowed as effortlessly as our drinks, because the bartender was taking forever to serve us. Once we got our drinks, we rejoined the group and danced the night away. Before parting ways, I gave her my number, telling her to call me sometime… but, of course, I never heard from her. That is, until I was working an event in Boca. I was at the door, greeting VIP guests, when Tiffani’s group rolled up. As I was asking about her, she suddenly appeared from behind them, and just like that, my night was made. She wrapped me in the most welcoming hug, and as I pulled away, I couldn’t help but smile and say, “I’ve been waiting for that call, but never got it.” She replied, “I lost your number.” I shot back, “Alright, give me your number, and I’ll call you right now. We’ll both have each other’s.” She handed it over, and as soon as I called, my name flashed up on her screen. She froze for a second, realizing she’d had my number saved the entire time. We shared a laugh, locked eyes, and knew we were meant to be. After another unforgettable night, that was the beginning of our story.