Otherwise, she wouldn't have fallen for his charms for three years.

Even knowing his skill at deception, she felt a pang at his words.

How she had longed to hear such declarations from Tyrone once...

But it was too late. His repetition of those words to Galilea numbed her feelings.

With that thought, she replied coldly, "If you follow me, you will only cause me trouble!"

"I'LL keep my distance and won't bother you. Moreover, I'm free to go wherever I please. You can divorce me, but you can't prevent me from loving you."

Sabrina was at a loss for words.

Was Tyrone going to continue following her?

"Tyrone, stop this."

Tyrone grinned. "What?"

"Don't you have a life? Why do you have to follow me?"

"I lost my wife. I just want to win her back."

His tone shifted, his smile turning ominous as he advanced. "Sabrina, you are getting bolder and bolder. Am I not good at sex? We never had sex for three years?"

Sabrina instinctively retreated a step. "I merely wanted to test

Damon. .


"I thought you were unhappy with me. Couldn't I satisfy you thrice a night..."

Reddening, Sabrina sprang up to silence him. "Shut up!"

Tyrone caught her hand, easily moving it aside. With a gentle pinch, he teased, "Remember that time in the kitchen, with you on the table..."

“Enough! Shut up!" Sabrina shouted, hurriedly muffling him.