Chapter 70 "The Boy With Blue Eyes"

Lance came back to his house with a huge beam. He slumped down on his bed and rolled left and right while cursing.

“Oh sh*t!”

He hugged a soft pillow, bit it and punched it. It seemed he wouldn’t calm down not until he could knock out the innocent and non-breathing pillow. But after some minutes, he got tired moving around and he laid down straight while catching his breath and staring at the ceiling.

In the nothingness, the accident kiss came into his mind again.

“Argh!”

Lance covered his blushing face, believing that it would help to ease the burning sensation spreading throughout his face and body.

“Why am I squealing like a teenage girl?” he complained, whimpering like a puppy. “I am a man. A MAN.”

Yes.

A man who is in love.

A smile appeared again as he put his hands down and stomped his feet. His jaws feel a bit hurt because they have been stretched for a long time. As if he cares. What important to him is that he enjoyed the date today.

Slowly, Lance traced his red lip