We were introduced by friends of ours. Conor was playing rugby for the Houston Sabercats and I worked with one of his teammate's wife. She invited me to come to one of the games and of course, she pulled up the roster as her goal was to hook me up with one of her husband's friends! I remember her saying "Conor is so sweet. I think your personalities would get along well." After the game, her and I went to Kirby's Ice House to meet up with the team. Conor offered to get us a drink and we asked for "Casamigos on the rocks with lemon" and he brought back warm tequila shots. It really was the thought that counts... I have to say, we didn't hit it off immediately, but our friends were determined. We hung out a couple more times as a group and then finally... one Sunday Funday, it clicked. You know why? Because I fed him cheese. That's it, ladies. Feed a man and they are yours. We ordered a charcuterie board at a little bar in Midtown and I decided to make my move. He then invited me to a Post Malone concert the following weekend and asked me to be his girlfriend a month later.