For you... I've been with my fiancé for about 2.5 years. He's 37 and I’m 25. I met him when I was working at a local convenience store in my hometown. When I first saw him I was like, “who is that?!” I can still remember what he was wearing, a yellow cut off t-shirt, basketball shorts and work boots. “Damn, that’s manual labor, working ass man.” Then I walked by him and smelled him. It set my insides on fire.  Eventually,...