Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Quintessa scoffed, "As if you're one to talk about not kissing."

Her room seemed to be Tyrone's favorite crash spot; the hotel clearly didn't care as long as the cash flowed.

Head bowed, Tyrone bit her lip, "Could he ever compare to me? What is he, some old guy kissing you, I'll end him."

The smell of alcohol was heavy on Tyrone; Quintessa wondered just how much he had drunk, as if he'd been marinating in a whiskey barrel for days.

Quintessa pushed him away, "Why didn't you just drink yourself to death with your uncle outside? Get away."

Tyrone grunted, "No, I'm not leaving; I'm staying."

teeth, "Then move over; this is my room. If you're broke, go sleep on

he leaned down to kiss Quintessa accurately on her lips, gently nibbling, whispering, "I need to erase his scent from you, you should only

and Quintessa could only feel the burning heat from Tyrone, the scent of alcohol

alcohol, but Quintessa

this was merely a night for two people to seek solace and warmth in each other's company, Quintessa thought she might not push Tyrone

ear, Tyrone said, "Quintessa, be mine, I can protect

those words. She gently patted Tyrone's head, "Be good. You're drunk; go

surprisingly reacted fast, "Alright,

she might tolerate just sleeping beside Tyrone, but now she realized even that was

kick, she sent him off the bed,

him to explode in anger or come back with more

wasn't right.