" I’m up for it. What do you want us to be? Nurse and patient? Rizzo and Kenickie? I still have that skirt.”
Lloyd pulled Wesley tight against him and whispered in his ear. “How about fiancés?”
Wesley’s stomach dropped and didn’t stop. A nervous flutter leaked into his voice. “Fiancés? "

― Anyta Sunday , Gemini Keeps Capricorn (Signs of Love, #3)