It was 38.6 degrees Celsius.

Without delay, Tyrone grabbed the fever-reducing sachets from the kit, mixed them with some warm water, and helped Sabrina drink it.

He soaked a cloth with alcohol, then gently dabbed her forehead and neck.

Setting the towel aside, he contemplated wiping her underarms for better cooling, but her thermal top was too tight.

He hesitated momentarily, then decided to remove her thermal underwear, thinking she’d understand it was in her best interest.

Carefully, he used the alcohol-damp cloth on her underarms, arms, and chest.

curves and narrow waist, the depth in his

her with the blanket and monitored her fever,

began to go

his chest, Tyrone snuggled

as he shut his eyes, he sensed the

sleep eluded him. An unexpected fire of desire kindled within him, enveloping him in

occasional gentle contact with his

torment, as Sabrina shifted, the single button securing her upper body’s only undergarment came

reflexively, Tyrone found himself pulling her

as Jennie said, it smelled good and

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