Like something straight out of one of Ashlee’s favorite romance novels, we had our very own summer meet-cute—complete with fireworks. On the Fourth of July, under a Texas sky and surrounded by friends, fate stepped in. Thanks to our mutual friends, Tasha and Philip Do (who just happen to be our flower girl and flower guy), we met at a lake house and clicked instantly. From the first laugh to the first lingering glance, we knew—this was it. The fireworks weren’t just in the sky that night. What followed was a whirlwind of togetherness. From casual errands to caring for Snoop (who, let’s be honest, was part of the package and now loves Ashlee even more than Hunter *wink wink*), we simply never wanted to be apart. Our days quickly became filled with the simple joys we both love—curling up on the couch, flipping through crosswords, diving into books and puzzles, rating movies on Letterboxd, and hunting for vintage vinyl and physical media treasures. We found comfort in the same quiet rhythms of life. Through all of life’s highs and lows—surgeries, the loss of beloved grandparents, long work weeks, and quiet moments—Hunter has been Ashlee’s rock, just as she’s been his. We’ve seen each other through the hard days and celebrated the beautiful ones, always inspired by the enduring love stories of those who came before us. What began as a spark on the Fourth of July has turned into a lasting flame—our very own real-life storybook romance.