In her half-asleep state, she thought she heard a deep, ragged breath close to her ear.

Awakening, she realized the sound wasn’t a figment of her dream, but came from Tyrone, lying next to her.

Under the soft glow of the moon, Sabrina turned to him, questioning, “Tyrone, aren’t you sleeping?”

“No,” Tyrone said in a raspy voice.

“Why are you blushing?” Sabrina asked as her hand moved to feel his forehead. It felt feverish.

“Tyrone, do you have a fever? Are you alright?” Sabrina sat upright instantly.

Her hands were cold.

instinctively grabbed her hands, pressing them to his face.

Something’s off

Likely been a tonic. Possibly with aphrodisiac

on, Sabrina questioned, “So… what do

rose, abruptly pushing her underneath him, their

himself, he frowned, beads of sweat visible

was

fingers playing with the hair at his nape as she

deep

the bed and

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