“Come here.”

As she approached, Tyrone seized her arm, pulling her to rest on his lap.

Surprised, Sabrina placed her hands on his shoulders, questioning, "What are you doing? This is the office."

“Just felt like holding you," Tyrone admitted, Leaning in to plant a kiss on her forehead, trailing to her lips.

"Mr. Blakely!" Sabrina deflected his advance, fearing her lips would betray their intimate exchange.

“Why worry? This is my office. No one will intrude." Tyrone's gaze fell on Sabrina. "If we're discovered, we could simply go public."

"No," Sabrina instantly retorted.

"Why?" Tyrone's eyes darkened.

Sabrina met his gaze, clarifying, "I don't want our relationship known at least not yet."

"What concerns you? I'm done with Galilea. I'm staying true to my word."

Sabrina averted her eyes and said, “That's not it. I just don't want this right now. Let me go. I have work to do."

Tyrone let out a sigh and proposed, "Call me honey. Then I'll release you."

"What?" Sabrina gritted her teeth.

"Have you lost your mind? Let me go. I need to Leave."

"Be good. Just say it." Tyrone held her even tighter. "Say honey and I'Ul let you go."

"Tyrone, why are you being so childish?"

"I am childish."

Sabrina gave in. "You'll let me go if I just call you honey?”

“Indeed, I'll keep my word."

With a bite on her lip, she whispered, "Honey. Is that good enough?"