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…”

his legs, clasping her face in one hand and grabbing

had been a

held a tender and sweet taste. The instant their kiss connected, it instantly triggered a rush of memories from the nights they’d shared together in

Jennie’s words about

had a captivating

how good she smelled, of

memories, once dormant,

burning

her cheek, past her ear,

closeness made it unmistakable for Sabrina to sense Tyrone’s

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