"What the hell am I doing here?" Edwin muttered under his breath, pacing frenetically outside Lance's gate. The actor's initial bravado had evaporated, replaced by a churning mix of anxiety and indecision. He had stormed out of his own house, fully intent on giving Lance a piece of his mind, but now, faced with the prospect of actually confronting the footballer, his courage was rapidly deserting him.
Lance, pulling up to his driveway, was stunned to see Edwin's familiar figure. His heart leapt, a combination of surprise and delight coursing through him. He hadn't expected to see the actor so soon, especially after Edwin's dramatic exit earlier.
"He's so adorable," Lance chuckled softly, a fond smile playing on his lips as he watched Edwin's agitated pacing. The actor seemed oblivious to
