Lyra really felt like having each other's backs for two weeks or so was a 'damn good foundation'. If that was the case, he'd have just so many husbands.
"I have your back, Avery," Armaan said, feeling like he was going slowly insane. "And we're not married. That's not- Did you talk about the future at all?!" He had known Avery a few years now and Avery had had a few dates here and there but nothing like a relationship. And now straight to marriage.
"I love you, man. And I want you to be happy. And look, if this is what you want, I'll go along with it. But I'm worried. This seems impulsive. How do you two know you have a future together if you haven't even talked about it? That is what dating is for! That is when you're supposed to find that stuff out, not after you go to the chapel!"