Chapter 138 Rain Of Blessing

• "What do you expect?" Edwin retorted, his voice sharper than he intended. "You've had dinner in my house. Now, just go back to yours."
• "Do you really mean that?" Lance asked softly, reaching out to hold Edwin's chin, gently but firmly tilting his face until their eyes met.
• Edwin remained quiet, his lips parting slightly as he stared into Lance's eyes. He felt hypnotized, unable to look away, unable to voice the lie that would send Lance away for good.