Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

The moment was fleeting, yet the sour tinge at the tip of Sherilyn's nose was unbearable.

The last person who had cradled her feet to warm them was her grandma...

"What do you think?" Gilbert asked, his face beaming with a look that screamed 'praise me.' "Did I do good?"

"Uh..." Sherilyn's voice was hoarse as she nodded.

She dared not speak, fearing that her emotions might betray her control.

That's it? Not receiving the expected praise, Gilbert felt a tad disappointed.

His eyes twinkled mischievously as he teased, "Sweetheart, do you have athlete's foot or something?"

"What?" Sherilyn was taken aback. That was something she had never considered.

She mumbled, "No one's ever told me my feet stink."

"Silly."

Gilbert struggled to keep a straight face. "Who would tell you that to your face? They'd definitely talk behind your back."

That sorta made sense? Sherilyn was momentarily baffled.

"Not like me." Gilbert was enjoying this. "I'd tell you straight up."

"You're talking nonsense!" Sherilyn blushed, "Let me smell them then?"

Struggling, she tried to pull her foot away.

do the

to contain himself any longer, Gilbert grabbed her foot and brought it close to his nose, taking a deep breath. "Mmm...smells great! Haha..." Sherilyn paused, then caught on.

"You're so annoying!"

kicked him, "That's for

is even smaller than my palm, too

kissing her foot gently, his

don't stink;

kiss, her skin crawling, and she lowered her voice, glancing at

"Don't..."

to fear?" Gilbert's thick-skinned as

"Heh."

the driver's seat, David

"Ms. Sherilyn,

right. I don't have

back of my head. Don't mind

Gilbert leaned in, their foreheads

could see every eyelash

slightly lowered, his beautiful lips curved in a soft smile, the dim car lights accentuating his chiseled

His dashing, debonair appearance.

this charming prince was coated

still asleep, she faintly heard

quietly, careful not to wake her, not even turning on the

time he tiptoed out, Sherilyn had

surge of resentment welled up within

so considerate now, why was

out of bed, she tied

and headed to the