"It was a cold October morning in Starkville, MS" is how every true romantic sequence begins. I already knew who she was, but as I stepped out on to the back porch of a late night party to have a smoke, I acted quite the opposite. Sure, I wanted her to follow, but I had a reputation to maintain, and at this moment I can't necessarily recall what that was. The point is, I was sitting out on the back porch, cool and mysterious, when I see her slide the glass door open and step outside-my plan worked. This was my time to shine. I knew who she was, Samantha Davis-visibly out of my league and radiating with more beauty and confidence than I was mentally prepared for. Needless to say, I was terrified. So I played the mental tango (where you pretend to be smarter and funnier than you actually are, and at the same time, falsely maintain an air that you’re not that interested.) After the initial conversation concluded, I handed her my phone nonchalantly asked for her number. Knowing that she couldn’t deny the mad game that I had just bestowed upon her, she did just that. She then encouraged me to come back over to her place for bagel bites, and it has been sweet love ever since. Sam here. My turn. Now the majority of his words are accurate, but if you knew either one of us at this time, then you know it was not “sweet love ever since”. We had a brief run after this night, yes, but the ginormous amount of game Taylor had just could not be tamed by one woman. However, I never gave up. 2 years later, he visits and I make sure we hang out. Some time passed and then I received a text from Mad Game Taylor that simply asked, “Do you want to try and be us"? Looking back now that doesn’t seem as sweet as I thought it was at the time, but it was all I needed. And NOW we can say that “it has been sweet love ever since”. Taylor moves to Memphis a year later. I give him 2 years to propose. He waits almost 3. And on October 13th, I get to marry the greatest man I have ever known.