Page 81 of Pinky Promises

“It’s been quite a ride.”

“You got that right, baby. Now I get to love you forever.”

“Promise?”

Removing her hand from where it links with mine, resting against my chest, she holds up the pinky of her left hand, and the simple diamond ring that I gave her a year after the bachelor auction sparkles in the fluorescent lights. The ring is just like our love she says—simple, beautiful, and timeless.

I loop my pinky with hers. Our matching wedding bands clink together.

“Pinky promise.”

The End