Chapter 11

Seeing the man next to her, Nanette's mind slowly cleared. "Sterling, why are you here? How did you get in?"

Sterling's voice remained indifferent. "Getting in is easy considering how rundown this place is. I'm just here to sleep."

"Are you out of your mind? Did the bite from last night not hurt enough?"

Sterling ignored her. He gripped her waist and pulled her down slightly. When he said he was there to sleep, he truly meant it; he made no further advances toward Nanette.

"Sterling, you really should see a doctor. If you're sick, go get treatment! Why are you making my life difficult?"

The dim bedroom felt eerily quiet, and Sterling's tired voice reflected his impatience. "Keep it down. I'm very tired!"

"Sterling, don't pretend to be asleep. Stop with the act or I'll knock you out for real."

Maybe he was genuinely exhausted or perhaps the effects of the alcohol had gotten to him. Either way, Sterling appeared not to have heard her and quickly fell asleep. No matter how much Nan