"It's not," he said. "It's just a souvenir."
I couldn't help but laugh softly at his reaction. He actually had to drink two full glasses of water to stop coughing, and it made me laugh even harder.
"Oh, I'm just joking," I said, sitting down beside him. He looked so relaxed now, almost like he was melting into the couch after spending too much time in his wheelchair. "It's not like I'm asking for a wedding ring. We're not even a real married couple."
Sure, I'd asked him about wedding rings once before we got married at the courthouse, but that was just for the sake of formality. If my finger stayed bare for the rest of our marriage, that was perfectly fine with me.
However, for some reason, Lando froze the moment I said that, as if he had just committed a terrible sin.
The air between us grew strangely heavy, so I quickly changed the topic. "Um … is Mr. Rowell coming over today?"
