How We Met
I will never forget the good vibes I felt first meeting Kevin, but it would take many months and many miles before everything aligned for us. I was on the patio at a Super Bowl party in February 2017 when Kevin came over and we were introduced by a mutual friend. I was cracking jokes and noticed Kevin always laughing at it all. Honestly, I’ll always remember how he looked at me. But I had to leave abruptly for work before we got a chance to talk much.
Months later we crossed paths again, with mutual friends at a horse track, not knowing each other would be there. We hit it off and started talking a bunch, forming our own inside jokes and having fun together. My instinct was that there was something special about him, but I had recently gotten a transfer for my job and knew I would be moving to Chicago in a few weeks. I couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if I wasn’t moving.
On my last night in Arizona, having a “good ol’ time” and a few glasses of wine at a going away get together, I told Kevin that “if I wasn’t moving we would date!” A point came where we were talking by ourselves over the loud music and we both shared how we “liked” each other since that first time we met. We then made out at the bar. The next morning on the phone we recapped the night before, laughing and joking about it. Then I began the long drive moving to Chicago.
Over the course of that summer we kept in touch constantly. There was a connection still keeping us together despite the distance, with neither of us letting on to any feelings for each other, despite that night at the wine bar. A few times I came back to Arizona to visit and as a group of friends we all went out and always had a great time. At the end of the summer I came to visit and stayed with him for five days. We had a blast over that time, had a mini road trip together, and laughed and bonded over so many things. By the end of the five days we were feeling so comfortable with each other, but both keeping our feelings vague.
A couple weeks after that last trip I had to get it out and finally decided to call him and tell him that I liked him as more than friends. He said he felt the same way, but had been holding back due to the long distance, and was so glad I called. He said I should come back to visit sooner rather than later, so I hopped on a plane two weeks later. After that visit there was no doubt we belonged together, and knew we would make it work somehow.
For the next few months, we made long distance dating work until we decided that me moving back to Phoenix and moving in was the best plan. We didn’t want to be away from each other any longer. Since then we have been living happily together, joking, laughing, going to Starbucks together every morning, and feeling like the two luckiest people for finding each other.
how they asked
Starbucks was always an important place to me since some tough times in college, and I had always said I would love to be proposed to there. When we were dating long distance, Kevin and I would visit Starbucks on the way to the airport before I had to leave. Since moving in together, the same Starbucks in the morning had become the daily thing that we do. We got to know the staff so well and they nicknamed us “the lovebirds.” In relationships, the little things become the big things. Our short trips to Starbucks every morning became one of our relationship rituals.
In the weeks leading up to our one-year dating anniversary, Kevin was telling me that we would be going somewhere nice that day. A surprise he was planning. That morning he said that we had to leave the house by 10:15, and of course had to stop at Starbucks first. I had no idea where we were going. Of course, in my mind, I was wondering if he was perhaps planning a proposal somewhere later on that day, wondering if maybe we were going to Sedona.
We left the house and like usual went to our normal Starbucks. We walk in and wait in line. It is a crowded morning. I was getting a vibe that Kevin was on edge, but I assumed it was because we were running late, and he was worried about us missing whatever it was we needed to do.
As we are about to leave, he tells me to look at the water bottles off to the side, and told me he wanted to buy one. I picked one out, and then he said he was just kidding. I turned around to face him and then he said to me “You know how you’ve always wanted to be proposed to at a Starbucks?” I said, “Yeah????”
I look down, and see the most incredible ring sticking out of the coffee sleeve in the coffee he’s holding! I freaked out and started shaking and tearing up! He then told me he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me, and that I was the only girl for him.
Then he got down on one knee and asked if I would marry him. I was so shocked that I barely remembered saying yes! He got up, and I was crying and we were hugging. A photographer was snapping the photos the whole time, something he arranged and the reason for having to leave the house at 10:15.
It was absolutely perfect, because the setting was so personal to us. We just love walking into that Starbucks together every day, so we can have one last moment before we leave each other for the day. The photographer then took a few more photos of us, and we then sat outside at the Starbucks to call our friends and family. It was a perfect day.