Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

The next morning, as soon as Sherilyn woke up, the doorbell rang.

It was Gilbert.

"This early?" Sherilyn opened the door for him.

Gilbert had brought a housekeeper with him. "I had her come over to cook some meals and do the laundry."

Rebecca was blind and relied heavily on Sherilyn for assistance.

But there was no way he was going to have Sherilyn doing chores. She hadn't done such things at the Johnsons', and he definitely wouldn't expect her to serve Rebecca.

Sherilyn didn't refuse; she gratefully accepted, "Thank you."

"Huh?" Gilbert frowned unhappily, "What are you talking about? That's not something you just say."

Then he grinned, wrapping his arms around her waist, "Give me a kiss."

"Uh..." Sherilyn didn't have time to react.

As her breathing grew heavier, Sherilyn nervously struggled, "You...stop..."

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Gilbert thought she was just shy. "The housekeeper's busy, and as for Rebecca, she can't see us."

"But you could at least hold back a little..."

Sherilyn frowned, "The doctor said we need to be extra careful during the first three months."

"Oh."

placing his palm on her

you're the

said, "But a kiss shouldn't be a problem, right? One more

"Sherilyn?"

heard footsteps. Rebecca

"I'm here,

turned and walked

hadn't had his fill of

from inside, and to her surprise, Gilbert hadn't left

Sherilyn was curious, "Is there

"Yes."

please

on Sherilyn's arm as she sat down. "Mr. Johnson, good morning, what's

"Here's the thing."

on a

planning to

response a bit slow,

want to remain blind forever, but where to go for treatment, who to consult, and whether it could be cured were all questions she hadn't had time

intention, "Do

family's connections, they surely

at her, "If Rebecca is willing, then I'll make

hesitated, "How could

"It's no imposition."

taken good care of her.