“You know you worried me there for a moment.”
“ Moi ?” she asked, pressing her hand flush to her chest. Once again his mind went back to the pool table, and her on top, arms spread wide gripping the pool stick as he feasted on her body. “How did I do that?”
“I wasn’t sure if you were going to show tonight.”
“And stand up the Prince? Never.” Her pretty brown face was relaxed in a smile.
Never had he been turned on before by just simple foreplay. And that was what it was.
They hadn’t touched, not really, but he was just as aroused as if they had.
It was something about her—no—it was everything about her that was a turn on from her smooth, chocolate skin, to the sexy sway of her ass. He was intoxicated on her beauty and enraptured by her charm. “So does this mean I get your phone number this time?”
“If you’re a good boy.”
“Oh, baby, I promise you. I’m good.”
“I bet.” Glancing down at his outfit, she looked him over in a way that made him feel it as if it were her fingers instead of just her gaze. “I like you in black.”
He was willing to bet he’d like himself in black as well. “Thank you.”
She looked at him with a twinkle in her eyes as she picked up her drink. “I have this theory.”
“Do tell.”
“All men look good in black. Black clothes, black cars…” she toyed with the straw in her glass, with a soft demure smile across her lips as she continued, “…black women.”
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Damn! He went from intrigued to aroused in two seconds flat. Leaning in closer so there was no chance she would miss his words, he teased back, “I’m a man of science you know, and I’m a big believer in theories. The ‘ big bang’ is one of my personal favorites.”
She coughed on her drink, bringing her hand quickly to her mouth to stifle the soda that was surely about to fly out. Sputtering, she reached behind her on the table and grabbed a napkin to wipe up her mess. “Boy…” she chuckled, in between coughs,
“…you are too much.”
“Just enough I’d say.” He could tell she was used to having the upper hand in relationships. She was in for a mighty fall if she thought he was going to roll over and play lap dog for her. “Are you a betting woman?”
“Could be. Depends on the bet I guess.”
“I win this game, you come home with me.”
“Hollywood?” She quirked her eyebrow questioningly.
“No, I have a townhouse here, as well.”
“Okay, and if I win…” Her voice trailed away as she waited for his response.
“We’ll go out for coffee instead,” he offered nonchalantly.
She pondered the comment for a moment, before setting her drink back on the table.
“Sounds like a great bet.”
Bending, he took aim. It was a win-win situation as far as he saw it. Yes, he wanted to go to bed with her, but half an hour spent in her presence was a great consolation prize.
As he pulled the stick back, she chimed in, “I want to change the bet a bit.”
Damn, he knew things were too good to be true. “You want me to change my wager?”
“No.” Walking around to where he was, Cyn ran her hands down his stick suggestively. “If you win, I go home with you. If I win, you go home with me.”
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Chapter Six
There had been no sweeter victory for Cyn as when she sank the black ball in the corner pocket. Although the winner of the game held no real importance, seeing as how they both had the same end goal in mind.
She’d made some rash decisions in her time, but taking Parker to her bed, only a week after she met him, made all the sense in the world to her. Everything about him worked for her. Playing coy just seemed silly and false. She wanted him. He wanted her.
What else was there to say about the matter?
They barely made it into her house before they began to merge into one another. His lips teased her neck as he pushed her gently back against the wall, his
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