J & P

Jordan's POV Our story started at the Buffalo Chip Saloon in Cave Creek, Arizona—arguably the most romantic place to spill a drink on a stranger. Parker was there with his buddies celebrating the end of his nursing travel contract, and I was there with friends for a night out. Towards the beginning of the night, I accidentally bumped into him and spilled his drink all over his shirt. Being the responsible adult I am, I offered to buy him another one as an apology... and he repeatedly told me no. Apparently, I wasn’t exactly the highlight of his evening—until his friend stepped in and convinced him to accept the apology drink. Even though Parker initially wanted nothing to do with me, we kept crossing paths throughout the night. As he was about to leave without asking for my number, I decided to shoot my shot and asked him, “So… are you going to take me to dinner or what?” Apparently confidence works, because he asked for my number and set up our first date later that week. Parker kept extending his nursing travel contracts month after month… and eventually decided Arizona—and me—were worth sticking around for. Turns out spilling that drink was the best accident either of us ever had.