Chapter 174 Another Date

• I was so sensitive and pink as a pig when I came out of the bathroom that I was positive a poke could bruise me. After toweling myself off and applying my burn creams, I was wearing a luxurious bathrobe so Tyrone wouldn't see the horror on my back. I was shocked to see my room considerably cleaner and empty than when I had left it in Tyrone's care. He'd made an effort to make my bed, and I gasped at the Macy's bag resting on my pillow. My chest prickled with warmth.
• "You have got to be kidding me," I muttered, shocked, pulling the robe tighter around my waist and stepping closer to the bag with a pounding heart.
• I gasped as I gently glanced inside the box after sitting down.