CHERYL POV
I nodded and secretly scanned the room for any evidence that Mr. Creep is or was there. Fortuitously, I found none.
Good.
"So you gonna tell me why you are tiptoeing around the house?" Gwen inquired, curiously.
I slowly pointed a finger to my face. "Me? Tiptoeing?" I echoed with a dramatic disbelief.
Gwen nodded. "Uh-huh, and you were spoked too when I called you out on it." she scooped a spoonful of cereal into her mouth.
I laughed uneasily and brushed her question off with a wave of my hand. "I did no such thing. Why would I be tiptoeing around my own house?"
Gwen fixed me with a look. "You tell me because you starting to act suspicious right now."
I gulped and tightened my fingers around the neck of the canned water. For Christ's sake! Can't a girl g
