At 5:30 am, Mercy and baby Willie were in the kitchen. Mercy felt groggy from lack of sound sleep. This was due to Willie waking up three times in the night to cry for no reason, but feeding him rather calmed him at those moments as it calmed him now.
Willie was just finishing off his food when Jim walked into the kitchen looking fresh from a bath. Mercy felt self-conscious, she hadn't thought anybody would be up this early. If Jim noticed her scanty dressing, he did a good job of hiding the fact.
God, she was messing up so many times when she was barely twenty four hours in this house. Last night, she had snuggled on Jim's chest and fell asleep. She still cringed when she recalled the scenario of waiking up to find she had fallen asleep on his chest. Mercy wondered what he thought of her. Now, she was in a see through nighty, her boobs straining the silky material. Mercy was sure her nipples were on display, so she held Willie closer, hoping to cover herself.
