They met somewhere painfully charming: the farmer’s market. Erin was pouring wine, doing her thing, when she caught Logan’s gaze. Something clicked. He walked over, casual but clearly interested. Words followed, suave, curious, full of intent. A date was inevitable. She remembers walking into that restaurant and the way he looked at her, like maybe the world just cracked open. The wine flowed. So did the truth. And something real began.

It’s Valentine’s night. We’re in bed eating cardamom rose chocolate chip ice cream. Maybe it was the ice cream or maybe the wine, but I, Erin, accidentally slipped out for the first time, “I love you!” Logan replied, “What?” I said, “What? I um, I uh… I love you.” He looked at me and said, “Thanks.” I spent a whole month crumbling on the inside until he let down his guard and said he loved me too. Favorite memory? Maybe not. But it still makes us giggle since we're mad for each other.

We’ve started the journey of finding a place together for us and Logan’s two amazing kids. It’s exciting, but not without its challenges. We would use the $20,000 to get into a great home we can grow in for years to come. We would also invest in our future, and okay, maybe sneak in a trip to Greece too. Because let’s be honest, we are America’s favorite couple, and we deserve it.