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great peal of laughter before diving in. Coming up beside her, his arms wrapped around her waist. “Threats!” he teased.
In spite of herself, Lorren joined him in laughter. They trod water some more before swimming to the other side again.
“If we don’t get out of here soon, we’ll start looking like prunes,” she said. “Besides, it’s almost dinnertime.”
Justin gave her a devastating smile. “My stomach agrees with you.” He got out of the water. “I really enjoyed myself, Lorren. You’re a lot of fun.”
“I had a great time, too,” she replied, getting out of the water and toweling herself. Too great a time, she thought, grabbing her robe. A feeling of happiness rose inside her, making her feel lighthearted and relaxed. This was the most fun she’d had with a man in a long time.
“Allow me.” Justin took the robe from her fingers and held it out so she could slip her arms into the sleeves. His hands smoothed the fabric around her shoulders, down her back, and over the curve of her hips. He was tempted to go farther, to run his hands lightly up the insides of her thighs, to make her ache for him as much as he was aching for her.
Lorren’s head was whirling. How could his touch have this effect on her? His arms were now around her waist, forcing her against his body so she could not ignore his want of her. She closed her eyes. She couldn’t give in. “Thanks, Justin,” she whispered.
“You’re welcome.” His hot breath caressed her ear. “Are you ready?”
His husky voice reverberated through her body. “Ready?”
Justin turned her around to face him. His hand moved caressingly along her side. “Yeah. Are you ready to go?”
Unable to speak at the moment, Lorren nodded.
They walked back to the lake house. Justin drew her closer to his side, making her aware of the strength radiating from him as well as the power of his body. When they entered the house, she attempted to breathe normally. It wasn’t easy. His proximity had nearly stolen the air from her lungs.
“Is the spare bedroom okay?” Justin asked.
His question startled her. “For what?”
“To change clothes.”
“Oh. Sure,” she replied, embarrassed that she’d jumped to conclusions. “I’ll meet you back here in a few minutes.”
They returned to the living room about the same time. Lorren had changed into a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, and Justin was wearing jeans and a sweatshirt. She noticed the gold coin medallion around his neck. “That’s a nice medallion, Justin.”
“Thanks,” he replied, unconsciously tucking it inside his sweatshirt. “Do you need help preparing anything?” he asked.
“No thanks. Just make yourself comfortable. It’ll only take a few minutes to warm up everything,” she replied, rushing off to the kitchen. The man was too sexy for words.
Back in the kitchen, she busied herself with dinner, trying not to think about the man in the other room. The gumbo’s spicy aroma helped clear her mind.
In the living room, Justin glanced up at a huge painting Lorren had hanging on the wall. It was a painting of two African children, a boy and a girl. Both were dressed in their native apparel. “Who are they?” Justin asked, turning in Lorren’s direction and asking the question across the open breakfast bar separating the kitchen from the living room.
Lorren glanced up and saw him standing in front of the painting. She smiled at him. “Evidently you’ve never read any of my Kente Kids books, Justin,” she said teasingly. “Or you would know that’s Suma and Zakiya, my two original Kente Kids. They are everybody’s favorites. Suma is a male African name which means the first one, and Zakiya is a female African name which means smart and intelligent. Every so often, I introduce a new Kente Kid in one of my books. That’s what I’m doing in the book I’m presently working on. There are now a total of six Kente Kids.”
“And who’s the new kid?” Justin asked,
In spite of herself, Lorren joined him in laughter. They trod water some more before swimming to the other side again.
“If we don’t get out of here soon, we’ll start looking like prunes,” she said. “Besides, it’s almost dinnertime.”
Justin gave her a devastating smile. “My stomach agrees with you.” He got out of the water. “I really enjoyed myself, Lorren. You’re a lot of fun.”
“I had a great time, too,” she replied, getting out of the water and toweling herself. Too great a time, she thought, grabbing her robe. A feeling of happiness rose inside her, making her feel lighthearted and relaxed. This was the most fun she’d had with a man in a long time.
“Allow me.” Justin took the robe from her fingers and held it out so she could slip her arms into the sleeves. His hands smoothed the fabric around her shoulders, down her back, and over the curve of her hips. He was tempted to go farther, to run his hands lightly up the insides of her thighs, to make her ache for him as much as he was aching for her.
Lorren’s head was whirling. How could his touch have this effect on her? His arms were now around her waist, forcing her against his body so she could not ignore his want of her. She closed her eyes. She couldn’t give in. “Thanks, Justin,” she whispered.
“You’re welcome.” His hot breath caressed her ear. “Are you ready?”
His husky voice reverberated through her body. “Ready?”
Justin turned her around to face him. His hand moved caressingly along her side. “Yeah. Are you ready to go?”
Unable to speak at the moment, Lorren nodded.
They walked back to the lake house. Justin drew her closer to his side, making her aware of the strength radiating from him as well as the power of his body. When they entered the house, she attempted to breathe normally. It wasn’t easy. His proximity had nearly stolen the air from her lungs.
“Is the spare bedroom okay?” Justin asked.
His question startled her. “For what?”
“To change clothes.”
“Oh. Sure,” she replied, embarrassed that she’d jumped to conclusions. “I’ll meet you back here in a few minutes.”
They returned to the living room about the same time. Lorren had changed into a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, and Justin was wearing jeans and a sweatshirt. She noticed the gold coin medallion around his neck. “That’s a nice medallion, Justin.”
“Thanks,” he replied, unconsciously tucking it inside his sweatshirt. “Do you need help preparing anything?” he asked.
“No thanks. Just make yourself comfortable. It’ll only take a few minutes to warm up everything,” she replied, rushing off to the kitchen. The man was too sexy for words.
Back in the kitchen, she busied herself with dinner, trying not to think about the man in the other room. The gumbo’s spicy aroma helped clear her mind.
In the living room, Justin glanced up at a huge painting Lorren had hanging on the wall. It was a painting of two African children, a boy and a girl. Both were dressed in their native apparel. “Who are they?” Justin asked, turning in Lorren’s direction and asking the question across the open breakfast bar separating the kitchen from the living room.
Lorren glanced up and saw him standing in front of the painting. She smiled at him. “Evidently you’ve never read any of my Kente Kids books, Justin,” she said teasingly. “Or you would know that’s Suma and Zakiya, my two original Kente Kids. They are everybody’s favorites. Suma is a male African name which means the first one, and Zakiya is a female African name which means smart and intelligent. Every so often, I introduce a new Kente Kid in one of my books. That’s what I’m doing in the book I’m presently working on. There are now a total of six Kente Kids.”
“And who’s the new kid?” Justin asked,
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