"No!"

He knew the password.

If he entered it, he'd see the news she'd been reading.

She couldn't let that happen.

Tyrone extended his arm. With his height, how was Sabrina supposed to reach? She could only attempt to pull his arm.

She managed to pull his arm down, but the phone was secured in his other hand.

ALL her struggles were futile.

"Return my phone!" Sabrina demanded,

Tyrone couldn't suppress his laughter at her flushed face.

Upon closer inspection, he noticed her pajamas had come undone during their playful interaction.

His Adam's apple bobbed. Nibbling her ear, he proposed, "Will we have sex tonight?"

They had been sharing the bed for a while. But lately, Sabrina was buried in work, falling asleep early without energy for anything else.

Now that she finally got past the initial stages, she had some downtime.

Sabrina shook her head and pushed him aside. "No, I'm worn out today.

I'm not in the mood."

"You don't have to exert yourself."

"No."

"So, how about I help you unwind?"

Sabrina remained silent. Tyrone understood her consent.

She knew how to enjoy herself.