Chapter 35

Tyrone strolled into the house, his clothes already freshly changed, a paper bag swinging

from his grip as he made his way into the living room.

It was past 11, yet the York family’s living room was alive with chatter.

“Tyrone, you’re back.”

With a drawl, Tyrone replied, “Mom, you’re still up?”

His mother, Mrs. York, stood from her seat, starting to say, “Well, I was just…”

the person next to her quickly interjected in a soft tone, “Tyrone, you’re home. I didn’t have much going on today, so I thought I’d drop by

give her a cold look, “Mom, you’re not getting any younger.

r collection?”

but had taken such good care of herself that she appeared to be in her early forties. She touched her face anxiously, “Oh dear, is that

“I’m beat. I’m heading upstairs to

York caught hold of him, “Hold on a sec. Rachel’s been waiting for you

while.”

to wait, that’s her problem, not mine.”

a small favor for Mrs. York, earning her good graces, and

worth a glance, let alone

seriously. If it weren’t for the fact that she somehow

inadvertently noticed a mark on his neck, “Yikes,

sign of a recent rendezvous. He hadn’t bothered to clean up after his escapade before coming home!

knew no bounds. Her expression soured as she turned to look

York swatted Tyrone’s arm, “Look at you, getting worse every day. You’re a grown man with a girlfriend; It’s time to start acting like it.”

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