Love Pinky Promise 소설 & 이야기

“Is it just me? Or was that odd?” “He told me that they want to give us some time alone. He knows how hard it’s been for me not being able to hold or comfort you” “I feel so bad, but I was so worried you would not want me anymore” “I can promise you that nothing will ever make me not want you” “Pinky promise?” I held up my pinkly finger “Pinkly promise” He replied as he wrapped his pinkie around mine James’s POV “I need to make a small stop on the way to your place”

"Promise me you won't let him get back into your life no matter what he does or says." "I promise," Maya's replied, finally looking up at me. "Pinky promise," he said firmly and she looked up at me and gave me a loop sided grin before putting her pinky up and interwinwine it around mine "I promise." She said.

I tell her. "I won't." She says. "Promise?" I hold out my pinky finger. She laughs and links her pinky with mine then we seal it. "I promise."

“Promise you will never bring up Liv again and you will never look at her seductive face again.” She stuck out her pinky for a pinky promise. I crossed my pinky finger with hers. “I promise.” I lied.

Then, she wrapped hers around it. “Mommy calls it a pinky promise. And you can't break a pinky promise dad. It's a bad thing and if you break your promise,” She leaned in to whisper and I held back from breaking Into a smile as I tilted my head down to her face. “your pinky finger will disappear forever." Chuckling, I leaned back. “Really now? I didn't know.” She seemingly looked proud of herself as she vigorously nodded. “I don't want you to loose your pinky dad. So you have to let me eat ice cream.”

"We'll do this tomorrow, no excuses." “Jace—” “I’m serious.” He stepped closer again, but not too close this time. Just close enough that I could see the sincerity in his face—or the well-crafted version of it. Then he lifted his hand. And extended his pinky finger. I stared at it. “What are you doing?” I asked. He gave a small, boyish smile—one I recognized too well. “A pinky promise.” I didn’t move, I just stared at that gesture. It was tiny one but it was so utterly ridiculous too.

Estella's face lit up at the mention of the sacred pact, her pout forming as she outstretched her index finger, an irresistible tactic she knew all too well. Sneaky little thief! She knew exactly what she was doing, using the power of a pinky promise to seal the deal. My eyes met Nicklaus's, and there was a shared understanding, a silent conversation passing between us. Despite the chaos and uncertainty that had surrounded us, this moment offered a glimmer of hope, a chance to bring light into the darkness we had experienced. "Pinky promise," Nicklaus replied, his voice filled with sincerity, as he wrapped his larger fingers around Estella's tiny hand, their pinkies entwined.

Even when sleeping, he couldn't dream of such a good thing happening to him. Ryder smiled at Jake and then as if to assure him, she extended her pinky finger at him. "I pinky promise." Stunned, Jake stared at her hand, recalling how soft and warm her touch was last night, and couldn't help but blush again. He wanted to hold her hand. "You know what a pinky promise means, don't you?" Jake said, his voice a bit hoarse. "It means that if I break my promise, you can cut off my pinky finger," Ryder said seriously.

“Promise.” Poppy studied him for a long moment, as if checking the structural integrity of that promise through the screen. Then, because she was still four and dramatic, she held her pinky up to the camera. “Pinky.” Adrian smiled and lifted his own pinky toward the screen. “Pinky.” Poppy looked satisfied. Fifteen seconds later, she yawned hugely. I lowered my head and touched the bangs at her forehead. Warm. Slightly damp at the ends.

I laced my fingers with hers, “Promise me Gracey, you’ll never forget that.” She pressed her lips together, closing her eyes for a singular moment before opening them, the forest of green, fighting for life, nature’s greatest colours swirling in irises that had already witnessed too much pain, “Ok, I promise,” I held out my pinky, “Pinky promise?” She laughed lightly taking her pink and wrapping it tightly around my own, “Pinky promise.” She looked tired, drowsiness over taking her. “I think someone needs a little sleep, sweet dreams Gracey.”