"Knock knock..."
Two knocks at the door caused both of them to stiffen abruptly, turning their heads sharply towards the entrance.
Waylon Lewis's expression visibly darkened.
Hope Williams took a deep breath and steadied herself before asking, "Who is it?"
"Little Hope, are you asleep? It's Grandma."
"Just a moment."
Hope regained some of her wits, swallowed her saliva, and propped herself up against Waylon's chest, "Wait a moment..."
"Why is your grandma here now?"
"I'll explain that to you later." Hope pushed against Waylon's body, and seeing the man's forlorn look, she uttered comfortingly, "Be good."
Waylon reluctantly allowed Hope to push him away as she sat up, straightening her clothes and pulling the quilt over him.
After adjusting her clothes, Hope checked her reflection in the mirror to make sure she looked presentable before she went to open the door.
Jade Bell stood at the doorway, a somewhat concerned expression on her face.
