Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 70

"Yates," Gilbert's deep, casual voice rang out, a smile on his lips. "She's thanking you from her heart, man. Just accept it, will you? Yates blinked, confused, wondering what was going on.

Was Gilbert trying to keep Sherilyn in the dark about something, afraid she would keep bothering him?

Fine then, Yates would take the hit for his buddy.

"No biggie." Picking up where he left off, Yates said, "Well, I'll gladly accept your thanks."

"Oh, right!" Sherilyn remembered something, lifting the neatly folded necktie in her hand. "Your tie, here you go."

"Oh." Yates squinted his eyes, smiling as he took it.

Sherilyn explained, "I washed it, dried it with the hairdryer in the room, and even ironed it. It's clean."

"Thanks." Yates nodded with a smile. "Sherilyn, you're quite the meticulous one, you?"

aren't

*Just doing what's right." She smiled and waved her hand. "You must be busy, right? I'll get going. I don't want to keep you."

at Gilbert. "Need a ride

Naturally, Gilbert didn't react.

thanks!" Sherilyn declined. "I'll take the bus back. It's pretty convenient. I'm

she turned and

advised, "Take care on

Sherilyn answered, "Will do!"

she left, Yates finally looked directly at Gilbert. "You stopped me just now. Are you really that scared

not having thought that way. He

to agree. "Yeah, what else?" "You, man." Yates shook his head with a laugh. "Don't

preferences change all the time. She liked you,

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Chapter 70

being apart for so long." Yates burst into laughter. "She's been

response was a cold, shallow laugh. "Is that so?

eyes. He snatched the tie from Yates' hand and, passing a trash can, crumpled it and

I'm a fool if

Sherilyn headed to Neon Nights

these past few days, Neon Nights

a long-awaited call in the dressing room.