Tyrone instinctively grabbed her hands, pressing them to his face. His eyes, heavy with desire, sought hers in the dark.
"I don't have a fever. Something's off with the soup I had earlier tonight."
The soup had Likely been a tonic. Possibly with aphrodisiac effects.
Catching on, Sabrina questioned, "So... what do we do now?"
Tyrone rose, abruptly pushing her underneath him, their eyes locked.
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