Scars Of A Broken Bond

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.

of running water reached her ears from the

hit her that Tyrone hadn’t left, but

Tyrone emerged, drying his hands,

instantly cast

smile played on Tyrone’s lips as he again knelt before Sabrina. “I’ve freshened

a fresh chill. She

hands and slowly parted her knees.

widened in disbelief, her

he understand

time for thought and