Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1068

"Step on it!" Gilbert barked at the driver, urgency lacing his voice.

"Sure thing, Mr. Nine," the driver responded, pressing the pedal harder.

Finally, they arrived at Blue Haven.

The car came to a halt at the South Building. Without missing a beat, Gilbert scooped Sherilyn into his arms and dashed up to the second floor.

"Put me down!" Sherilyn protested.

"I've got you. Let's go!" Gilbert insisted, practically flying up the staircase. He kicked open Sherilyn's bedroom door and quickly swung it shut behind them, locking it with a swift motion. He laid her gently on the bed...

They used to be married, and even after their separation, they'd been together. Sherilyn knew exactly what was on his mind.

"Can I take a shower first?" she asked softly, trying to stall.

"What for? We can do that later!" he replied, leaning in. She was unable to resist, surrendering to the moment.

Maybe she wasn't just surrendering.

...

Gilbert had never felt anything like this before, a sensation that consumed him entirely. His cheeks were flushed, eyes half-closed, every breath he took was scorching... He was burning up!

And he welcomed it!

lose himself in this

...

was utterly spent. As usual, Gilbert carried her to the bathroom and

it had been soaked in vinegar, tender and weak, her bones fragile. She

marveled at her delicate frame, her

down and wrapped his arms around

today that he truly understood the profound connection of body and soul-it

sticking to her neck

Sherilyn groaned, her eyes closed,

take a break?"

and held her close

he couldn't

love

Sherilyn replied, rolling her eyes

to

you..." Sherilyn admitted, a bit

pulling her closer. "I love

and pointed towards the closet. "I need to

his medication was

up again as he carried her to the closet. Sherilyn picked out some clothes, slipping them on, and then tossed some to

these on," she