“She’s way too young for me.” Skylar crossed her arms. In her puffy pink coat, she looked like a pastel Michelin man. “How old is she?” “Twenty-seven.” “That’s no problem. She passes the half plus seven rule.” Confused, Nick zeroed in on his niece. “The what?” “You know, half your age, then add seven. That’s how young you can date. Everyone knows that.”
Book:Mistletoe Latte