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.

the sound of running water reached her

ajar, and it hit her that Tyrone hadn’t

his hands, his

cast her

as he

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

hands and slowly parted her

Her eyes widened in disbelief, her

understand his

time for thought and

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