“Will you marry me?” “Yes, of course I will!”

I was struggling with the printers at the USF library, when Dan walked over and offered to help me. There was something about him so I said yes. Five years later, here we are.

We were sitting at his kitchen table eating tacos and out of no where Dan asks, “Will you marry me?” And I said, “what did you say?” And he repeated, “Will you marry me?” I felt my cheeks get red and blurted out “Yes, of course I will!”