Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 339

Gilbert couldn’t wrap his head around it. They were already this close… and yet, Sherilyn still hadn’t fully let him in..

“What’s up?”

Sherilyn blinked, “You seem upset?”

After a moment’s thought, she smiled. “Don’t you think things are pretty great as they are? We meet up now and then, and it keeps things exciting. Living together might kill that vibe, make us sick of each other…”

“No way, that won’t happen with me,” Gilbert assertively countered without a second thought. “How can you be so sure?”

Sherilyn reminded him, “Mr. Gilbert, have you forgotten? I used to be around you all the time, and you barely paid me any attention.”

Was she bringing up old grievances?

Gilbert was at a loss for words, his past ‘crimes catching up to him.

His silence only made the air between them thicker, his face turning a shade darker.

Noticing his mood, Sherilyn worried he might snap, and she ‘couldn’t afford to lose him‘ now.

She reached out, hooking her pinky around his.

“What’s this for?” Gilbert squinted.

“Here.” Sherilyn nodded towards the plate in front of her. “I can’t finish this. Help me out?”

Hmph.

Gilbert couldn’t help but chuckle, realizing how good she was at bossing him around.

he obediently picked up her

was he

her current demeanor. Her tone was just right, neither too fast nor too slow, and

of a temper, but it

her seemed just right.

back. “Let’s not rush into living together. But, you should still stay over when you need to rest. So, you might want to

eyebrow, agreeing. It was a good plan, especially if

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Alright:

in her hands, smiling

The doorbell rang.

Ohl

the courier! What kind

with music and

head to the dance company, but Gilbert had to make a trip to a nearby town. They left the

pick you up the day

Sherilyn waved goodbye, watching his car drive

the car, Gilbert kept glancing at the rearview mirror, his lips curving into a smile. It was strange; he

same

he was only now discovering the subtle nuances of being

thought, his phone beeped with a message from Sherilyn.

staring, I’m heading

was followed by an emoji of a little person running away.

back at the mirror, but Sherilyn had already disappeared

but laugh, hand on his forehead.

to be so