I spilled my entire iced latte on Jack’s neatly organized paperwork in a coffee shop a year ago, which was the least romantic way to meet him. He simply chuckled and remarked, “I guess this is fate telling me to take a break!” I was already fumbling for napkins and feeling embarrassed.

“Oh god, I’m so sorry!” I frantically dabbed at the papers. “I swear I’m not usually this clumsy. Well, actually, that’s a lie. I totally am.”

He laughed, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Then I better move these other papers before you decide to give them a coffee bath too.”

We laughed and I liked him instantly.

We ended up sitting together and talking for hours. He was funny, charming, and refreshingly down-to-earth. He told me he worked in logistics for a small company, and I told him about my marketing job. No flashy moves or no pretense. We just had an easy conversation that made me feel like I’d known him forever.