“Why wouldn't I? You were feeling great with me in the apartment earlier, weren't you?"

Blushing, Melissa didn't argue.

They sat quietly for a bit. Elsie seemed to sense Melissa's mood and brought her a glass of cranberry juice. “Mrs. Fowler, try this."

Not wanting to disappoint Elsie, Melissa took it. The scent appealed to her.

She took a sip but the taste made her stomach churn.