Someone wanted to hear more of the story, and I know I have shared bits and pieces of the story but here is the uncut version:
It was August 2009, I had just graduated high school, sent off a missionary, and was getting ready to start college. I had the world in my hands. Or so I thought.
I was out to dinner with my cousin Jayson at The local Mexican place, And I ran into my moms' boss- Tracy (my now Father- in- law) He and I always had a teasing relationship and he told me his son will be getting off his mission in a few weeks and he wanted me to marry his son. I laughed and said no thanks, I have a boyfriend. He didn't let that close the door though.
Later that month my mom dragged me and my sister to Reese's welcome home talk. I whispered to my sister that day that Reese had a slight Spanish accent leftover from his mission and Reese whispered to his dad on the stand that day- "wow, is THAT Shayna?? She is so pretty." He claims I was just a little girl when he left. Which may or may not have been true;) I was really just your run of the mill brace face.
Each January it was a tradition to go to a Jazz game with Premier Insurance. employees would bring their families and we would stay in a hotel downtown and sit in a suite with yummy food to watch the game.
I wasn't going to be able to go that year because I was busy that night but that night opened up last minute and there happened to be a ticket left for me.
I hopped in my car and went to meet my parents to ride to SLC with them.
I avoided Reese like a disease when I got to the party at the game. I knew he knew that his dad wanted to set us up, and I knew his dad would try. So I stuck close to MY dad that night to try to avoid that whole awkward situation.
But that didn't help me avoid fate. Reese's dad was determined, and when we were both within ear shot, so he took his chance and he asked if Reese and I would like to take the two 8th row tickets he had and go down and watch together. How could I say no to going to sit with a cute boy, a cute boy who was listening to my response.
We went. We laughed, and talked and had a great time. Minus my dad watching us through binoculars, and people texting me telling me to uncross my arms so Reese could hold my hand. We knew everyone wanted us to happen, and that made the situation a tiny bit awkward.
I thought that fun night would be the end of it, but apparently Reese had other plans....
But that didn't help me avoid fate. Reese's dad was determined, and when we were both within ear shot, so he took his chance and he asked if Reese and I would like to take the two 8th row tickets he had and go down and watch together. How could I say no to going to sit with a cute boy, a cute boy who was listening to my response.
We went. We laughed, and talked and had a great time. Minus my dad watching us through binoculars, and people texting me telling me to uncross my arms so Reese could hold my hand. We knew everyone wanted us to happen, and that made the situation a tiny bit awkward.
I thought that fun night would be the end of it, but apparently Reese had other plans....
