Before she could finish, his striking face was mere inches from hers.

With a swift move, Tyrone cornered her against the door, sealing her lips with his own, an expression of his evident frustration.

He was scared.

He was not concerned about whether this would paint him as a coward or not.

He was reluctant to hear those affirming words directly from her.

For a brief moment, Sabrina’s eyes shot open in surprise. Gathering her strength, she pushed against his chest, murmuring, “Tyrone… Release me…”

he wedged her between his legs, clasping her face in one hand and grabbing her

had been

connected, it instantly triggered a rush of memories from the nights they’d shared

Jennie’s words about Sabrina’s

had a captivating

how good she

once

body, burning more and more fiercely

past her ear, to the nape of her neck,

unmistakable for Sabrina to sense Tyrone’s

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