The way Dalton and I met was nothing short of fate. One night, I was out with friends at The Vid, when Dalton walked up and asked if he could give me his phone number. I said yes, he left, and then came back less than five minutes later with a rose. Smooth move, right? Well it worked, because I texted him that same night and we set up our first date. We immediately hit it off, but the timing wasn't perfect. I was heading back home for a few weeks and we lost touch. When I moved back to Bloomington, I reached out to see if he wanted to grab dinner, but he was out of state. Here's where fate decided to have some fun. That same week, I was at Rockit's Pizza with friends when the guy in front of me turned around and said, "Makayla?" Sure enough -- it was Dalton. Total movie moment. Since then, we've been inseparable, and Dalton continues to find ways to keep me on my toes.