You’ll find the girl of your dreams too.” “Sure.” “And if you don’t, I’ll marry you.” A giddiness at the mere thought of marrying him spreads through me, even as I feel a little sick for saying it aloud. Dominic turns his head sharply, his hazel eyes focused on me. “What?” Abort. Abort. “Nothing.” My voice sounds strained, even to me. “I was just being stupid.” “You said you would marry me.” “Well, yeah, but I was joking.” Nervous laughter erupts from within me. “It’s not legal anyway.”
