Scars Of A Broken Bond

“I have no idea.” Sabrina, putting on a pretense of innocence, played along.

But her words were a deceit.

“Then, perhaps I should help you know.”

Tyrone, undeterred, took matters into his own hands. He gently tilted her head and leaned in to kiss her.

Their lips met, and a sensuous dance of breath began.

His kiss was fiery, commanding, and intense.

Sabrina’s eyelids fluttered, and for a moment, she struggled to catch her breath.

trembled beneath her, and the only thing keeping

air by the river, Sabrina’s body burned with a

tip of her nose as their

kiss deepened, becoming an intense and

as though he

a nearby streetlight, their

Tyrone away, but he lingered, gently running his tongue over hers

Angela’s Library

desire. When she looked up at Tyrone, her gaze held

heart raced, and he couldn’t resist the urge to grab her chin, tilting her head up

lips met again, and she found herself closely examining the dark lashes