Karli and Parker met one summer night at the Rupert fairgrounds. Karli was headed there to meet/break up with her then-boyfriend. Parker was out on the town looking for some cute girls with his best buddies. After her breakup, Karli walked up to a very cute group of boys when suddenly a tall, gangly Parker kindly offered to walk Karli and her friend to their car. With one arm around each of them, Karli noticed Parker's hand slipping down to her butt and thought, "Huh, he's kind of cute." Then Karli realized that not only was he holding her butt, but he was also holding her friend's butt! He didn't stop there; he then asked for both of our phone numbers but ended up with only one that night—and it wasn't Karlis. A few weeks later, Parker found out that another guy from his class was going to ask Karli to an upcoming dance the following day, and he was not going to let that happen. Parker found a way to ask Karli to the dance that same day, and the rest is a love story! From moving to Boise, starting our own businesses, buying and moving into our very first home, to now spending the rest of our days together, Parker still walks Karli to the car with his hand on her butt.