The first time we saw each other was at the local Denny's (classy, we know). A group of about 20 friends were squished into two booths along with a couple added chairs, so of course there was no room when I walked in. One chair was placed next to an extremely attractive guy, he turned his head, took a double take, then offered me the chair. Normally, I would never leave my closest friends to sit next to a guy I didn't know at all, but at that moment I forgot I was even with people. We introduced ourselves and instantly became comfortable with each other. The first few minutes all I remember is him complaining about not getting his water or sweet tea from the waitress, so I manned up and asked the lady myself for this kids drink. He finally got them along with his chicken fried steak and a crap ton (yes, that's a measurement) of hash browns. As he turned to talk to me I noticed his friend was dumping hot sauce on his hash browns and of course he didn't notice. He took a huge bite and started (over dramatically) coughing. I started laughing (duh) and at that moment I knew he was the one. SUPER ROMANTIC. Somehow he tracked my number (and snapchat) down from a friend and the rest is history. Now from Jordan's perspective he will tell you he almost died the first he saw me (not because of my killer looks) because of the hot sauce. Either way, it's a TRUE love story.