“Why not? It’ll take your mind off it. C’mon, let’s get married.” His eyes fly open despite the height, and he looks at me like I’ve just grown two extra heads. “What?” I arch a brow, giving him a dubious look. “Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about.” “I can assure you, I don’t.” “It’s the thing you say when you’re a kid on the swings and someone beside you starts swinging in sync with you.”
