Tyrone lifted his gaze, swallowing audibly.

Fresh from her recent shower, Sabrina’s eyes glistened with moisture, her skin adorned with a rosy hue.

Sabrina frowned. What an extraordinary coincidence.

With a wary expression, Sabrina regarded Tyrone and issued a direct demand.

“Hand over your phone.”

Raising an eyebrow, Tyrone retrieved his phone from his coat in the hamper and passed it to Sabrina.

She made an effort to turn on the phone but it remained stubbornly unresponsive.

seemed to be

it really

her brows knit in concern as she placed his phone

moment before suggesting, “Would it be possible for me to spend the night in the

was immediate and

of Bettie discovering such an arrangement

the disappointment that would cloud

a brief moment but he halted his words before they left

was to share

an irksome headache, extracted a duvet from the cabinet and set

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