We met at the gym when we were teenagers and didn't think much of it. Micah worked at the gym and I worked out there, so we would see each other in passing. Years went by and I started to notice him differently. I really wanted to get his attention, so I would find reasons to ask him questions or to go by his desk (Yes, I made the first move!). Maybe the sauna wasn't hot enough...or maybe I needed an extra towel. Despite my "moves", Micah didn't seem to catch on to the fact that I was much more interested in him than my workout. I figured he wasn't interested, so I put the thought out of my mind. Then, one night, I went out to a country bar with my sister-in-law and her friends. I was standing in line to ride the mechanical bull, when I looked to my left and saw Micah enter the room. To my surprise, he seemed happy to see me. I told myself, "If this boy doesn't know that I like him by now, he's going to know tonight!" Micah came over to say hi and we talked for a bit. There was an instant connection. I summoned him onto the dance floor where we ended up laughing and dancing the night away. It really felt like no one else was in that bar but us...and the rest is history.