Chapter 130 Not Ready Continues

• Tyrone's large pajamas and three towels were wrapped around me when I was buried beneath his duvet three hours later, but I was still shivering like I was having a seizure. My teeth were chattering so much that I had to clench my jaw to stop me from biting the guy next to me who was pulling on my locks.
• Tyrone pouted, burying his head in my chest and looking up at me with large puppy dog eyes as he said, "Sera?"
• I tried to stop him by pressing my fingers over his rosy lips, but he only kissed my finger, which irritated me beyond belief. If my pulse rate increased at the heartfelt gesture, I wasn't all that irritated.