"When we get out of here I'll put a ring on your finger and get you that suburban house with a white picket fence. Would you like to add a golden retriever to that package?"
"I told you I wanted kids too," I laughed.
"Sure, whatever. Get you one of those things too."
It was a ridiculous situation. If Sunny told anyone her boss, Kent Argon, proposed to her and promised her a baby. They would tell her it's not a funny joke. Kent Argon? Worst employee of the month, every month, Kent? The laziest, biggest prevent in the company? Kent Argon, also the man who saved the city. If she also told her coworkers they both had sex in the thought of incoming death. Every would point fingers to Kent assuming he took advantage.
But, here she was. With both of them believing they would die, promises were made and boundaries crossed. With their relationship now twisted to a weird limbo of promises and no confessions, only constant awkward and sexually tense moments will lead them.