Caleb and I met on October 13, 2017 at a swing dance event. Neither looking to begin a new relationship, we were resolved to only be cordial with one another. Caleb, being full of suave, was convinced that I was 'digging him'. Myself, being 'all that jazz' on the dance floor, was sure that he was interested in me. In reality, C was thinking that I was another guy's girl and I was thinking that I would take a long dating hiatus and would evaluate no one. Neither of us were giving any further thought to the other beyond that we enjoyed conversation and dancing with each other thoroughly. Caleb and I exchanged numbers the night we met. Contradictory? I know. But I had invited him to a group event so it was necessary for directions. It did not take long to discover that we attended the same church and that he led worship many Sundays. How did I miss that? We spent most days getting to know each other by talking and enjoying intellectual conversations. We tested each other with theology and social sciences, all the while filling in the gaps with goofy jokes that no one would laugh at but us. Naturally, C fell for me first. ;) I took him dancing with a friend and that is when he got the hots for me. Prior to this, we both made sure to sit as far away from each other as possible on the couch, we were very cautious and limited with compliments, and we were guarded with actions to make sure nothing was misconstrued. We did not need the other to get any silly ideas. Caleb started to compliment more, go out of his way for me more, and he started to sit in the middle of the couch. It took one afternoon after dancing for my sirens to blare inside my head. He was breaking the code! I knew the textbooks were right: guys really can't JUST be friends! After quite the pursuit, I went from saying that I would "NEVER date Caleb Mattingly" to falling in love with my best friend.