Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Sherilyn," Gilbert's voice was hoarse, "Stop it."

But Sherilyn, acting as if she hadn't heard a word, ignored him completely. Her face was buried in the nape of his neck, her lips still pressing kisses against his skin.

"Sherilyn!"

This time, his voice was deeper, rougher, carrying an edge of frustration.

Gilbert quickened his pace, almost running into the master bedroom.

Then, with a swift motion, Sherilyn found herself thrown onto the bed.

"Wait... uh..."

Before Gilbert could protest, Sherilyn had wrapped her arms around his neck, sealing his lips with hers.

"Sherilyn, Sherilyn..."

Finally, Gilbert managed to pull back, holding onto a shred of sanity as he fought hard to keep the fire in his eyes from igniting. "You forgot, the doctor said you need to rest these next few days." Rest? Was this some kind of joke? She had been waiting for these days!

"I don't want to." Sherilyn pouted, her lips slightly pursed in a sulking yet adorable manner.

"I feel perfectly fine."

How could Gilbert possibly resist?

Swallowing hard, he brushed away a few strands of her disheveled hair, "Are you sure you're not feeling unwell?"

"Yes." Sherilyn nodded, grabbing his shirt collar and pulling him closer.

of wild energy

you feel unwell,

a nag! What's

woman! Didn't she see how

if that was how it was going to be, he wasn't going to

Afterwards.

to pour her a glass of water,

Sherilyn nodded, curling into his

arms around her waist,

tonight, almost desperate - perhaps Sherilyn

of Edgar, he hadn't returned

be afraid that he would break up with her over this, right? That must be why

he whispered her name

"Hmm?"

her forehead gently. "I'm not

looked up

against hers, their intimacy undeniable, "I still like you a lot. I couldn't bear to lose

back to how she had run

okay? You two broke up.

stand the thought

you

Seeing him and completely

it happens again,

I won't do something

losing her

tightened

Even if you see