Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 111

Quintessa couldn’t help but roll her eyes, while draping an arm lazily across her face; then she said with a voice dripping with sarcasm, “Wow, that’s some fetish, spying on me while I pee?”

Tyrone was speechless.

Quintessa had thought she wouldn’t care, but damn it, now she had stage fright and couldn’t do her business.

With a fierce glare at Tyrone, she yanked up her jeans and stomped past him, deliberately stepping on his foot as she exited.

Tyrone winced, the corner of his mouth twitching in pain.

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, Quintessa cleaned up and went out for some oatmeal.

Tyrone emerged from the bathroom just in time to see Quintessa pulling a muffin out of a paper bag, and he couldn’t help but comment, “You should stick to the oatmeal, and skip the muffins. An actress needs to watch her figure; don’t you worry about turning into a barrel?”

If he hadn’t been thinking about her stomach issues, he wouldn’t have let her near the oatmeal.

by

hint of mockery, “Not eating them, huh? You worried I’ll get a barrel waist? Since when is my body any of your business?”

know that? He wouldn’t touch fast food with a ten–foot pole. Even the thought of it made

one holding

didn’t finish his sentence as Quintessa snatched up a plump

Tyrone was speechless.

savored her meal; someone who had known hunger surely understood the value

the muffin and slurp down her oatmeal.

terrified of gaining an ounce. But Quintessa? She ate

felt hungry himself. Were those muffins really that

to eat like a lady. You’re

her chin defiantly, “There’s the

Tyrone think he

along with him, and he’d tire of you quickly. Push back, and sometimes

strike the right balance, and his interest would never

determined to make him fall for her,

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slid onto the seat next to Quintessa, close enough