C27 Lowell

“You have a lot of explaining to do, Kyle Richards.” I stomped toward my couch and collapsed on it, spent from the performance on my front porch.
“Don’t you mean y’all have a lot of explaining to do?” He threw himself into the chair across from me and grinned.
“Ha ha.” I looked at the ring on my finger, temporarily distracted. 
“Pretty, isn’t it? Just like you