Julia whapped him on the arm. Not hard but just to do it. She had spoken
low enough for Kat not to hear but she just KNEW he was going to answer
that
way about the rings.
"You're lucky I like you, Boyle." she grinned and made a face at him "These
are our rings.. you're telling me you're fine with anything I pick out, no
matter what? For 50 plus years you'll wear this ring no matter how gawdy it
might look?"
She would have teased him with something else.. but.....
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"If it means that I get to spend fifty years with you as my wife then I'll
wear anything to make that happen. You know I trust your judgement, I
always have."
