Matt messaged me, and we talked a little bit, and just kind of got everything big, all of our baggage, out right away so we could see if it was even worth continuing to talk. We just talked nonstop from that point, and we went on our first date a week later.

I had been so conditioned to be blown off, I thought he was politely breaking up with me.

So we didn't really talk for a couple days, which felt like a long time. I realized he wasn't trying to end things; he did want to keep dating.

Neither of us was looking for anything super-serious, but we kept hanging out regularly and it just kind of happened without either of us noticing.

I have a son from a previous relationship — Jackson, he was 2 at the time — and they met and just really hit it off.

But I'd mentioned on one of our dates that I have an obsession with King Richard III, and maybe two days later he texted me all these articles about how they'd found Richard III's body. Once I realized that he's the kind of person who says what he means and means what he says, I was so happy.

I remember early on, I would say to my friends, "I think he thinks I must be an heiress, he just treats me so nicely." We moved in together after about 18 months of dating. Barring something really unpredictable, we both think that this is "It." Sometimes I think there's a stigma about meeting online.

Is it worth dating and building a relationship with Jackson? I was never really interested in dating Indian guys, but often white guys would try hitting on me by telling me how much they love Indian food. And then he joked that his parents were in town to get him an arranged marriage. 3, because I had planned four first dates in two days. So I saw Khalil like once a week for the first six weeks or so, but then we started getting a little more serious.

This is actually my first serious relationship, and we're at almost a year now. The one thing that is a bit of a problem is, funnily enough, although we're both Indian, he's Muslim, and my background is Sikh.

Our families don't know about us, because it's kind of a taboo.

We're thinking about how and when we'll tell our families.

I'm 5-foot-10, and I've always had a thing about height, and I saw this guy with a really sweet, open face, and he was 6-foot-9, I was like, , and one of my favorite sentences ever, "If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises of life, as if he were related to one of the machines that registers earthquakes tens of thousands of miles away." And he responded and said that he actually had a sweatshirt.