The story of When Scott Met Scott:

Scott was scoping the boys on the dance floor. Scott was looking for friends that fortunately never showed up. One glance led to another, and soon they were shouting over the booming sounds of the latest dance remix.

“Scott.”
“What? I’m Scott.”
“Scott.”
“What?”
“Vodka tonic.”
“No! What? Me, too!”

And we found even more things in common: Fireplaces and red wine. Mountains and lakes and sunrises…

The stories since.

Read more: A New Romance at NYTimes.com (New York Times registration may be needed to view article).