As his fingers touched her legs, they brought a fresh chill. She trembled and her fingers tightened on her dress.

With ease, Tyrone moved her hands and slowly parted her knees. "Just let go and enjoy.”

"What?" Her eyes widened in disbelief, her lips parting.

Did he understand his actions?

But Tyrone offered no time for thought and began.

Maybe her earlier unfulfilled desire played a part.

She quickly found herself aroused.

Leaning back on the sofa, she closed her eyes, breathing heavily.

Her lower Lip was caught between her teeth to suppress any noise.

She felt as if she was soaring.

Suddenly, there was a knock. "Is Miss Chavez in? May I come in?"

Startled, Sabrina jolted.

She hadn't been in the hospital yesterday or this morning.

At this moment, she was grateful for the privacy of the hospital, with the nurses not entering patient's rooms on a whim.

"Tell her to go," Tyrone instructed, lifting his head.

Biting down hard, Sabrina took a deep breath and managed, “I'm a bit tied up at the moment. Please return later."

"Alright. I'LL visit again later."

With the nurse's departure, Sabrina breathed a sigh of relief. Soon, she came.

Silence took over the room for a while, and a blush painted her face.

Tyrone's lips curled into a slight smile. He wiped his face, grabbed a damp tissue from the table to clean up, then retreated to the bathroom to freshen up again.