“Just something small, so you never forget me,” I tease, taking out the bracelet wrapped in white tissue paper from my purse, and hand it to him. “I don’t think I could ever forget you.” He shakes his head, taking the gift, and slowly and carefully pulls the tissue paper back. “A bracelet?” His lips quirk up, but when he grabs the faux leather and holds it up to the sky, a megawatt smile takes over his face. “Peaches.” He quietly chuckles, reading the name engraved, then wraps it around his wrist and snaps it closed.
