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

Sabrina noticed the bathroom door ajar, and it hit her that Tyrone hadn’t left, but rather

Tyrone emerged, drying his hands,

instantly cast her

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

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

moved her hands and slowly

widened in disbelief,

he understand his

offered no time for thought