Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

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

on Rachel, and he couldn’t even muster the effort to give her a cold look, “Mom, you’re not getting any younger. Why are you burning the midnight

r collection?”

good care of herself that she appeared to be in her early forties. She touched her face anxiously,

beat. I’m

of him, “Hold on a sec. Rachel’s been waiting for

while.”

wants to wait, that’s her

second thought. A few years back, she had done a small favor for Mrs. York, earning her

Rachel was persistent. For three years, she endured being ignored by him, not even worth a glance, let alone a conversation. Still, she managed to keep up appearances, acting as if their relationship was

weren’t for the fact that she somehow kept his mother in high spirits, he would have had her dealt with

words with Rachel but inadvertently noticed a mark on his neck, “Yikes, what’s

area around the wound was smeared with the remnants of lipstick – the unmistakable sign of a recent rendezvous.

brazenness of these temptresses knew no bounds. Her expression soured as she turned to

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