Back in the thick of COVID, I was hobbling around Nashville with a broken foot and Jake was working at a bar called Old Glory. My girlies from work and I went to Jake's bar to grab a drink and were sat in a lofted area. I did my best climbing the stairs to our table in my boot and made a sarcastic comment to our waitress. At the end of the night, she brought me JAKE...to carry me out. I was so embarrassed, declined the offer, but left my number on the receipt. Felt a little ballsy after a cocktail... or three. Turns out the receipt got thrown away and I never heard from him. Cool. A few weeks later, my friends and I found ourselves back at Old Glory with the same waitress. We all laughed about that night and the waitress had no idea I had left my number. She asked for it and sent it straight to Jake. Persistence is key. We started talking and then going on a few dates. Everything became official when I invited him to one of my bridesmaids weddings, as my plus one. The rest is history <3