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

any longer, Gilbert grabbed her foot and brought it close to his nose, taking a deep

"You're so annoying!"

"That's for

help it; your foot is even smaller

kissing her foot gently, his eyes sparkling in

don't stink; they're

skin crawling, and she lowered her voice, glancing at

"Don't..."

as a fortress wall, "David

"Heh."

driver's seat, David

perfectly, "Ms. Sherilyn,

I don't have

my head. Don't mind me.

Gilbert leaned in, their foreheads touching, smirking

could see every eyelash

were slightly lowered, his beautiful lips curved in a soft smile, the dim car lights accentuating his chiseled features... Sherilyn's heart skipped a beat, suddenly remembering why she'd fallen for

His dashing, debonair appearance.

was coated in

morning, while Sherilyn was still

to wake her, not even turning on the

tiptoed out, Sherilyn

surge of resentment welled up

considerate now, why was

bed, she

and headed to

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