Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 50

Quintessa dabbed at the corner of her mouth, where her lipstick had smudged, and drawled, “Mr. York, you’re the big shot over at Emberbrook; you’ve got connections everywhere, right? Why’re you telling me? I’m not your wife, not my circus, not my monkeys. If you really want me on your case, put a ring on it.”

Tyrone could barely conceal his amusement. At this point, Quintessa was adamantly playing coy, and it tickled him pink.

It was rare to find someone who could hold such composure under fire; so interesting. He found himself oddly looking forward to what the future might hold with her.

He chuckled, “If you don’t wanna know, forget it. Matthew’s motorcycle? I took care of it. No one’s gonna trace the tampered brakes back to us. Next time, try to be less messy. You can’t expect to always be lucky enough to have someone as ‘kind–hearted‘ as me stumble upon the scene.”

gaze, her grip on her purse gradually tightening. In a swift move, she spun around, took two

with interest, “You could say that. Is that

to such a

caressing it gently. She looked up at him with feigned innocence, like a lover whispering sweet nothings, poutingly admitting, “Guilty as charged. Why deny it? I’m a killer. Go on,

suggestive, “Or maybe you’d prefer to tell Rachel? Let her know that the infamous Quintessa,

as he grasped her provocative hand, “I’ve never met a woman

itch he couldn’t scratch. Like a wild mustang,

provocatively, “Of course, I’ve got to be bold. Who else would dare to tangle with their future uncle–in–law?

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arms around her slender waist, “You’ve got a

at his chest, “I guarantee