"Our journey began at Abby’s Tavern on New Year’s Eve. After a brief music technicality—which Mike heroically helped resolve—the party got back underway. From across the room, I saw him dancing solo, beckoning me to join him. We spent the next hour dancing to old-school hits; he was charming, a bit tipsy, and determined to impress me with a spin move.

After a brief misunderstanding while I was away from the floor, he offered a sincere apology, which led to a real connection. I gave him my business card, and though I turned down a New Year’s kiss that night, he didn't give up. He called me three days later, we had our first date that Friday, and we haven’t looked back since."

                                               - Marvette

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