The morning sun streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow across Edwin's face as he stirred awake. His head throbbed, a reminder of last night's escapades, but the events leading up to his "blackout" were crystal clear in his mind. Lance's confession echoed in his ears, sending a shiver down his spine.
Edwin sat up slowly, rubbing his temples. He had feigned unconsciousness, overwhelmed by Lance's sudden declaration. Now, in the sobering light of day, he wasn't sure how to face the other man.
The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon wafted through the air, drawing Edwin out of bed. He padded towards the kitchen, his heart racing with each step. As he rounded the corner, he saw Lance bustling around the kitchen, humming softly to himself.
Lance turned, a warm smile
