Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Tyrone rolled his eyes, "Stop harping on about it. If you're so bold, why don't you take a shot? Bet you wouldn't dare. I'll strip down and get ready right this minute if you do."

He then turned to Mrs. York, "Mom, you should head inside. Weren't you saying you felt under the weather? Go rest up."

Mrs. York, glancing at Quintessa, still looked visibly worried. She grabbed Tyrone's arm tightly, "No way. How about, you lend her to me for the night then?"

Quintessa found Mrs. York's innocence endearing; rarely had she seen someone of her age maintain such purity. She chuckled, shaking her head at Mrs. York, "Auntie, I'm afraid that won't work. Well, two women can't exactly manage some things"

Mrs. York's face flushed red.

Struggling to hold back his laughter, Tyrone patted Mrs. York's arm, "Mom, go inside. If anyone's eating, it's your son here!"

Mrs. York harbored some doubts, "Can you even handle it?"

Well aware of how tough Quintessa could be and doubting her son's capabilities, she pondered if she should whip up some energy-boosting soup for him.

Tyrone frowned, "Mom, please, just go."

Mrs. York hesitated, shooting glances between Quintessa and Tyrone.

assured, Auntie. I promise your son will come back

was conflicted, "Just don't be

her off, "Don't

in a cool tone,

Hmph." Mrs. York huffed, leaving the two

car, which slowly

Tyrone asked, "Where to?"

"Getting a room? Hope you've

got all sorts of money, just not for that. I like it when you're the one treating. So, what

hand, "Is my place done up

it's my place. I'm your

face with her hand, "Let's go then. At your

That seemed to carry

n underlying

around Quintessa for so long, he'd long

et

a moment of silence, Tyrone couldn't help but ask with a hint of sourness, "You're really heartless towards

into a mess?"