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. His eyes, heavy with desire, sought

off

a

“So… what do

pushing her underneath him, their eyes

beads of sweat visible

was

around his neck, her fingers playing with the

deep breath, nestling his head

the bed and moved swiftly to

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