Whispers Turn

Turning her back to him, Sherilyn felt a shiver. Had she actually agreed? Perhaps he was thinking the same as she was… Just take it one step at a time. 

“Alright.” Turning around, Sherilyn flashed a smile and extended her hand to him, “Deal.” 

Deal? Gilbert couldn’t help but laugh. Did she really think this was some kind of business deal? He took her hand and gently kissed it. 

With a sigh, he murmured, “You…” 

Inwardly, he thought, “Sherilyn doesn’t trust me, but that’s okay, given time… she’ll see how much I care for her. At least for now, she’s mine!” 

That evening, after the show, Gilbert unsurprisingly showed up at the dance troupe’s exit. 

He had been there for a while, leaning against his car, a cigarette dangling between his fingers. Seeing Sherilyn come out, he waved at her. 

Sherilyn hesitated, then walked over. 

She frowned and waved her hand in front of her nose. 

Noticing her gesture, Gilbert casually stubbed out the cigarette in a nearby trash can, “Don’t like the smoke?” 

“It’s suffocating. Sherilyn nodded. 

“Sorry.” Gilbert exhaled into the air, “I won’t smoke around you again.” 

Then, turning around, he opened the car door, “Hop in.” 

“Where are we going?” Sherilyn hesitated, reminding him, I don’t do late–night snacks.” 

She had to maintain her figure for her job. 

“I know.” Gilbert, holding the car roof, joked, “Your chariot awaits, my lady–what, you think I’d sell you out?” 

So she got in the car. 

Their relationship, as it stood, made it ridiculous to refuse. Besides, compared to him, Sherilyn was more eager for things to progress. 

As they drove off, they headed straight for the beach. 

“Here we are. 

Gilbert got out first and came around to open her door, “Your chariot has arrived, my lady.” 

Here? Sherilyn looked around the dock, puzzled. Were they going out to sea this late at night? 

“Let’s go.” Gilbert took her hand and led her to a yacht “Everyone’s here, just waiting on us.” 

Once aboard, she saw Yates, Derek, and the others. 

“Wow!” 

“Who’s this? Aren’t you going to intraduce her?” 

Seemingly surprised that Gilbert brought Sherilyn along, the men became boisterously curious. 

“Keep it down, will you?” 

Though Gilbert complained, his face held a smile. He glanced at Sherilyn and introduced her, “Meet Sherilyn, you all know her, my girlfriend.” 

The key part was the last bit. 

“Wow!” 

“Oh…” 

The noise kicked up another notch. 

“Quiet down!” Gilbert joked, pulling Sherilyn further into the yacht and into a cabin. 

“We’ll rest here tonight and watch the sunrise in the morning.” 

Huh? Sherilyn blinked, taken aback. A sea sunrise? Was that… romantic? Not that, wasn’t this something they were supposed to do? 

It would make perfect sense for a normal couple, but they weren’t, were they? 

“What’s wrong?” 

Seeing her silent, Gilbert frowned, “Don’t you like it?” 

This was their first date, and he had taken great care to bring her to see the sunrise over the sea. 

“It’s not that.” Sherilyn snapped out of her thoughts and shook her head. 

Maybe he was trying to make their act more convincing? Especially taking her to meet friends so Fran and Caroline wouldn’t suspect anything? 

She decided to play along, “A sunrise at sea sounds interesting. I’ve never seen one before.” This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Hearing this, Gilbert relaxed, “I thought you’d like it.” 

Sherilyn looked around, then back at him, “Just the two of us, in one room?”