Tyrone's kiss deepened, becoming an intense and passionate embrace.

He held onto her with increasing fervor, as though he wanted to meld her into his very being.

Beneath the soft glow of a nearby streetlight, their figures intertwined in an intimate dance.

Sabrina, breathless, made a feeble attempt to push Tyrone away, but he lingered, gently running his tongue over hers before finally releasing her.

Sabrina gasped heavily, her face flushed and her eyes glistening with desire. When she looked up at Tyrone, her gaze held a seductive allure.

Tyrone's heart raced, and he couldn't resist the urge to grab her chin, tilting her head up for another fiery kiss.

“Hmm... Sabrina murmured as their lips met again, and she found herself closely examining the dark lashes that framed Tyrone's eyes.

It was clear he wanted more, and they continued to indulge in their passionate embrace for what felt like an eternity.

Finally, Tyrone reluctantly released Sabrina.

Sabrina hastily pushed Tyrone away and took a few steps back.

Her fingertips lightly grazed her tingling Lips as she shot him a reproachful glare.

Tyrone smiled awkwardly and followed after her.

"Sabrina, I was just joking moments earlier," he began.

His initial request for a kiss had been in jest, never expecting she would take it seriously.

But in that brief, electrifying moment, his heart had raced, and he felt like he was floating on cloud nine, as if it were all a dream.

Sabrina, still glaring at him, cut him off, "Shut up."

"Sabrina, we..."

With a hint of seriousness in her tone, Sabrina interjected, "Tyrone, what happened just now... It changes nothing between us. Don't misunderstand."

She emphasized that the kiss was inconsequential.

Tyrone offered a contented smile and agreed, “Alright, we're not involved."