C7 Lowell

I took a deep breath and waited for our turn to get out of the car. A nervous pit formed in my stomach as I looked at Kyle. His brown hair was thick and artfully messy; his green eyes were sparkling, and his tanned and rugged chest peeked out from underneath the dress shirt he’d changed into. He was good-looking enough to be an actor, honestly. He would fit right in.
That was just fucking perfect