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 that Tyrone hadn’t

emerged, drying his hands,

instantly cast

smile played on Tyrone’s lips as he again

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

slowly parted her knees. “Just let go

widened in disbelief, her lips

he understand his

time for thought and