His face drained of color, marched in the direction of her and Trevor.

She couldn’t let Tyrone see Trevor!

Sabrina considered it a stroke of bad Luck and promptly placed the wine glass back on the table. She informed Trevor, “Sorry, I need to use the restroom.”

With that, she stood up, clutching her dress, and dashed off in the direction of the bathroom.

A feeling of panic drove her to hurry away.

Tyrone, witnessing her rapid retreat, wore an inscrutable expression.

motion of his tongue over his back

in the restroom, Sabrina cautiously

one in

chase after her, which

Tyrone go

her way back

firm grasp on her

senses, Sabrina found herself pinned against

focus, his sharp features making a powerful

him

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