I fought to make noise, but not a single sound escaped.
Outside, Payton finally returned.
“Why are you here alone? Where’s Delane?”
Sherree leaned against him, her voice soft and sweet. “She wouldn’t let me help buy food. She insisted on going out herself. I tried to stop her.”
She sighed dramatically and commented, “She’s been in a bad mood lately, always taking it out on me. Don’t blame her.”
She pouted, and then she added, “Her emotions have been so unstable lately… But hey, since I’ve been taking such good care of her and her daughter, shouldn’t you reward me?”
She suddenly leaned closer, her voice soft and flirtatious. “Besides… she’s not here, and there’s only a living corpse in the room. Why don’t we have a little… fun?”
My breath hitched. My ears roared.
A moment later, I heard movement right outside the wardrobe door.
“Sherree…” Payton’s voice dropped. “No.”
“But I want you, Payton…” that lunatic whined coquettishly, rubbing against him.
I bit down hard on my lip, bile rising in my throat. Every word they spoke made the disgust churn hotter in my chest.