Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 187

Was that scent coming from her? It was intoxicating.

“Sherilyn,” Gilbert tried to contain the burgeoning urge. “What kind of perfume are you wearing?”

“What?” Sherilyn paused, baffled, “Perfume?”

A barely perceptible smile tugged at her lips. How could she afford something like that?

“I’m not wearing any. It must be the scent of my shampoo.” Once the antiseptic dried, she gently put a Band–Aid on his wound. “There, all done.”

She let go, tidied up, and went to throw away the trash.

“Oh.” Gilbert nodded, feeling an inexplicable sense of disappointment.

Leaving the pharmacy, it was late.

David drove, dropping Sherilyn back at Twilight Trail. Gilbert walked her to her

apartment.

“Try to get some sleep,” Gilbert said, stopping at the door without entering.

“Yeah.” Sherilyn gestured to a box on the ground. “Thanks for this.”

could have gotten it by standing in line all night, the deal he got her was a

going to invite me in for a bit? I had some drinks earlier, and I’m

froze, feeling awkward about refusing after just accepting his favor.. But to her surprise, Gilbert didn’t just

Sherilyn stepped aside, “Come in

If she wanted to make coffee, she had to boil

the water.

faucet broke off, sending water

Sherilyn screamed in

upon seeing her drenched figure,

also got soaked from head to

wipe the water off his face, then looked at Sherilyn, more drenched than he was,

him.

Move!” He dragged her behind him,

him, Sherilyn looked on apologetically. “I’m…

darkening, Gilbert opened his mouth only for

in frustration.

right now,”

a look and dragged her outside.

him. “I need to go

was the water wasted, but if they let it spray, the apartment would flood, and the water could seep down to the neighbors below.

How was