The Kind Of Kiss That Said, I

This Is A, Uh, Friendship Ring Right?” “yeah, Don’t Worry. If I Propose, You’ll Know It. For One Thing, I’ll Be Hyperventilating.” A Sly Smile—surprisingly Sexy—turned Up His Lips. “and It’ll Be A Ruby.” “rubies? No Diamonds? Too Expensive For The Old Writer’s Salary, Huh?” He Made A Disparaging Grunt At That. “no, I Just Think Diamonds Are Common, That’s All. If I Get Married, It’ll Be Because Something Uncommon Is Occurring. Besides, You Wear A Lot Of Red, Right? I Know How Important It Is For Your Accessories To Match.

It Occurred To Me That I Was Standing Face To Face With The Hero Of A Love Story Nearly As Dramatic As My Own.

Dad Told Uncle Seth Not To Screw Things Up,” She Informed Me As We Washed Our Hands. “he Said Even If Uncle Seth Is Famous, Him Getting A Woman Like You Defies Belief.” I Laughed And Smoothed Down The Skirt Of My Dress. “i Don’t Know About That. I Don’t Think Your Dad Gives Your Uncle Enough Credit." Brandy Gave Me A Sage Look, Worthy Of Someone Much Older. “uncle Seth Spent Last Valentine’s Day At A Library.

I Want Her To Be Happy. It's Worth Sacrificing Myself.

I Nodded. "yup. What I Did Was Tantamount To Treason In Their Eyes." "i Don't Know What 'tantamount' Means, But It Sounds Pretty Serious.