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Dani steadied herself on Kyleâs shoulder with one hand and pulled herself up into the passenger side with the other. She pulled the door closed and waited for him to come around to the driverâs side before she spoke. She hadnât realized how tired she was until she sat down, and leaned her head back against the head rest, eyes closed. âLetâs make a pact, Kyle,â she said gravely. âIf weâre both single when weâre thirty, letâs get married. If I havenât found a good guy by then, there really is no hope. Pinky swear it.â
His fingers wrapped around the steering wheel as he began to drive out the parking lot, a smile forming on his face, âReally? Ok,â he held his pinky out towards her, âI pinky swear that if we are not married by 30 I will sweep you off your feet and make you my wife. And then we will make our wedding like a week long event,â He looked over at her, a smile still on his lips, âI donât think you would want to marry me.â He reached over and placed his hand gently on her leg, giving it a pat, âYouâll find someone...donât worry.â

















