Pinky Promise Tattoo Ideas Novels & Stories

I couldn’t help but chuckle. “I won’t,” I grinned. “Pinky promise?” she asked, holding out her pinky, and I linked mine with hers. “Pinky promise,” I said with a grin.

Emma said. “I’m not kidding here. ...his tattoo… the byname he used to call me because I like pink… Pinky.” “what do you mean. His tatoo. anyone can have a tattoo tag pinky.” Emma said. “yeah, you are right.. “ she replied. “you see.” “but not every guy who has the tattoo tag pinky bears one name.” She said. “I remember we both planned to get a tattoo... but I didn't get mine I was so excited when he showed me his.

Jai politely asked. Ina starred into his eyes before looking at her mother, and then at Darrion, and then at her mother again, before she nodded. “But don’t take too long. We want to tell stories with you,” Ina said. Jai smiled at her and nodded. He held up his pinkie for her. “Alright. How about a pinkie promise?” “What’s a pinkie promise?” Ina tilted her head in confusion. Jai took her right hand and made her pinkie hooked with his pinkie. “It’s a promise while hooking our pinkies like this. This means that we should never break it, because if we break it, we would lose each other’s trust.”

"I want you, Jake." “I want you too, Rachel.” She climbed off his lap to finish stripping and his eyes landed everywhere they could. Once she kicked off her jeans and panties, she walked back over to him, and his hands grabbed her hips again, his thumb trailing over a new tattoo that was there. “What’s that?” She pushed her hair behind her ear and blushed. “Just a promise to myself.” It was a rainbow done in only three colors, but there were no clouds and no pot of gold.

"I promise" "I promise"

Taking my time so if possible she would feel the amount of love I had for her in every press of my lips against her skin. "I promise on my eternal soul my love. I will always be by your side, pinky promise" I grinned wolfishly as she jutted out her pinky finger, waisting for me. With a chuckle I popped my pinky with hers, bringing her hand to my lips to press a salivating kiss to her knuckles.

I’d missed this bitch. “This will never happen again I promise.” I kissed her cheek. I was going to keep this promise, and I was going to find a solution to my problem. “Pinky?” We stopped hugging for a few seconds before she asked for my pinky finger. It was to show that I would never break my promise no matter what happened. “Pinky.” “Now, are we going to get in there or what. I can’t wait to be satisfied with the look on their faces.” Now this was the Rynnelle I knew.

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."

“Let’s promise each other that we will use the uprising to stop your marriage and make ours possible. And if the uprising doesn’t work out, we’ll promise each other today that we’d rather die together than marry someone other than each other.” “I promise.” I said holding out my pinkie. He suddenly left my hair to fall over my shoulders. “I promise too.” He said and crossed his fingers before me. We laughed. “What’s this?” He asked me. “I don’t know, I think this is how we promise where I come from.” “Okay, let’s do it your way.” He said holding out his pinkie too. “So just like this?” I hooked my pinkie with his and we smiled. “It’s a promise then.” He said smiling down at me.

Because Marie had to leave at that time, and in order to conclude their talk and her beautiful bond with Jean, Marie requested, “Jean, promise me that when we both grow up and get a job, we will meet each other. Promise me that you will stay in touch with me; you have my email and my phone number as well. Promise me that you will keep our friendship a secret, and you will not let any other girl become your best friend.” With a very heavy voice and a little positivity in her mind with the hope of meeting her first love again in life after a couple of years, Jean replied, “Pinky Promise!”