It was the second anniversary of our first date. Steve told me that he had booked a restaurant downtown and we needed to walk over the pedestrian bridge to get the the restaurant. He pulled me over to the side of the bridge, with the pretense of us taking a picture on the bridge. He then got on one knee and asked, "Will you marry me?" I said, "yes," he said "Are you sure?" I said "Yes!" He said "Are you Sure?" I said "YES!"

So, he asked me to marry him three times.

And I said "Yes" all three times!