They’d just had a spat, and now he intended to sleep with her? What was she to him?

Did he honestly believe she would forgive so easily?

Sabrina voiced her dejection. “I don’t feel like it tonight. I’m weary.”

“Really?” Matching her gaze, Tyrone drew back his hand and rose.

Her gaze on him was icy as she Lowered her eyes and shut her legs.

Tyrone made his exit.

Sabrina found herself clutching the hem of her dress. Her lips parted but no words escaped.

running water reached her

and it hit her that Tyrone hadn’t left, but rather had gone to

Tyrone emerged, drying his hands,

cast her

played on Tyrone’s lips as he again

fingers touched her legs, they brought a fresh chill. She trembled and her

her hands and slowly parted

widened in

understand

offered no time for

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