Tyrones gaze traced every inch of her body, his breath growing heavier with each passing moment.
He forced his eyes away, wrapped her in the blanket, and gently wiped away her makeup.
Ding!
Taking out Sabrinas phone from her coat pocket, Tyrone unlocked its screen.
A message from Trevor read, Sabrina, have you reached home?
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A flicker of irritation lit Tyrones eyes as he wrestled with his internal tumult, replying, Yes, Im home.
Trevor responded, Good to hear Quickly typing, Tyrone said, Its late. Im going to wash up. Good night.
Trevor replied, Good night.
Tyrone skimmed through their past conversations.
The exchanges were standard, no hints of hidden intentions. The only notable pattern was their frequent dinners.
Perhaps their hidden dynamics played out face to face.
A shadow passed over Tyrones features as he powered down the phone and set it aside.
After freshening up and slipping into his sleepwear, he eased under the blanket beside Sabrina, drawing her close.
A sensation hed missed.
At last, she was nestled in his embrace once more.
Breathing in the scent of her hair, he drifted into a peaceful slumber.
However, Tyrone was roused from his sleep by Sabrinas murmurs in the middle of the night.
Dad Dad
It appeared she was trapped in a troubling nightmare, mumbling occasionally, and restless.
Gently placing his hand on her forehead, he felt its burning heat.
She had a fever.
Tyrone quickly rolled out of bed, fetched the medical kit, and took out a thermometer to check Sabrinas fever.