gazebo

The first time he saw her, she was in line for a coffee. He casually moved his friend away and smoothly took her order.

The first time she noticed him was when he couldn't seem to remember how to type her order in.

The second time he asked her out, she said yes because shyness shouldn't be a factor.

The second time she called him, he decided to memorize her number.

The first, second, third time he held her hand, her palms got sweaty.

Once in a while she would surprise him with a hug. It was nice.

The first time he proposed, she said yes.

The second location she took him to was a white gazebo. He thought it was perfect if they had flowers everywhere.

The first moment he slid the ring on her finger, she couldn't hold back her tears and a smile.

The only words she never had to say to him were the ones she always said. But he already knew.