Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Tyrone actually went out of his way to ask the salesperson for a pair of shoes that were both ugly and comfortable. Without hesitation, the clerk pointed him toward the clunkiest pair on the shelf. Quintessa was speechless with annoyance.

Tyrone kept a straight face. "Take it or leave it."

Quintessa rolled her eyes, deciding to wear them-she had no other choice, given she was currently barefoot.

She stepped into the unsightly shoes.

Now, Quintessa's feelings were somewhat delicate because, no matter what, Tyrone was the first man to ever buy her shoes.

Getting flowers from men was nothing new or special, but shoes... it seemed he was the only one!

Tyrone raised an eyebrow smugly. "Tsk, isn't this pretty good?"

a size 7-not too big, not too small, and the shoes Tyrone bought

How on earth did Tyrone know her shoe

stylish. Why don't you get a pair

not. I'm way too handsome to downgrade

Quintessa, flirting left and right. He hadn't even won her over yet. If he dressed down, nope, he'd have even less

chuckled. How she wanted

out from a window. Quintessa paused, then narrowed her eyes

smile and darted out of the car, throwing her arms around his neck and planting a kiss on him. It was so

she's complaining about the shoes, and the next, she's thanking me

in his pride, he held her even

lips slightly swollen, her eyes glistening-she looked even more enchanting. She let go of Tyrone's neck and cooed, "Honey,

melt with her words; Quintessa had never been so affectionately coquettish with him before it was unprecedented.

of trouble; he couldn't believe Quintessa, this woman, could