We met in Dallas in 2018 when Quenton responded to a shirtless, bearded lawyer on a dating app with a very romantic offer: “Meet me under the bridge at 5 a.m. before my group run.” Somehow, Ryan said yes—and not only did he show up, he outran everyone there. 

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Ryan came to three more of those early morning runs before Quenton agreed to a date. That first date? Domino’s pizza, a movie on the couch, and M&M’s we “borrowed” from the lobby of Ryan’s building. Seven years later, we still have that same date night almost every week. 

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When we met, Quenton told Ryan he wasn’t looking to date—he was planning to move to Portland. As it turned out, Ryan had the same idea. What started as a half-hearted invite turned into a heart full of steady, meaningful, and lasting love. 

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We’ve grown a beautiful life together, full of laughter, adventure, and an unreasonable amount of candy and pizza. 

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(You can read our Tiny Love Story in the New York Times feature here.)