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reflection. She was wearing what she considered her library clothing, shapeless sacks. Her beige blouse skimmed over her breasts and stopped at her hips so that the indentation of her waist was not visible. Her pants were so large that they didn’t really touch her thighs. She wore no makeup and her hair was scraped back in a rigid bun as always.
Imani spit out her toothpaste and rinsed. She’d been dressed this way the last two times she saw Keith. She could do better. She would do better. Obviously, he didn’t care about such superficialities, and conversely, it made her want to be pretty for him.
As she slid into bed, she realized she was smiling. She pressed her fingers to her lips. He was a really good kisser. She sighed and rolled onto her side.
***
In the dream, she lay in Keith’s arms. They were in his garden gazing up at the stars. The ground was cool and slightly damp beneath them. The night air smelled of his flowers and freshly cut grass. He was telling her the myth surrounding the zodiacal constellation of Capricornus. She suspected that he was embellishing the tale quite a bit with his own imagination, but she didn’t care. She was simply enjoying being in his arms and listening to his voice.
When he fell silent, she rolled toward him. With a fingertip, she traced his brow, his nose, and his sensual lips. He was very handsome. “Kiss me,” she ordered and his breath shuddered on an inhale. Imani smiled.
His blue eyes capture d hers. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Don’t you want to kiss me?”
“More than you know.”
“Then…that’s all that matters.” She slid her fingers into the hair at the nape of his neck and pulled him on top of her. Of course, she couldn’t have done this if he’d been truly opposed to the idea. He balanced his weight on his elbows and settled his legs, one on the outside of hers and one in between hers. She lifted her face to his and captured his mouth.
His lips moved over hers meticulously and slowly as though he were keeping himself in check. She sucked his tongue and he grunted, shifting his hips away from hers. But it was too late. She’d felt his erection, knew he wanted her. It didn’t scare her––it thrilled her. This was Keith. He wouldn’t demand more than she was willing to give.
When he broke the kiss, he buried his face in her neck. His breathing was labored. It was hot and ticklish against her sensitive skin. “I like kissing you,” she whispered. His response was muffled. “Hmm?”
He kissed her check. “I like kissing you, too.”
She gasped. His eyes were so bright blue they were glowing. But before she could comment, his head whipped to the side. Imani followed his gaze as a woman dressed in a black gown with long flowing midnight hair stepped out of the shadows.
Imani jerked awake. It had been such a pleasant dream up until that last bit. That was just weird and creepy. Though the woman’s face was not visible, just the fact that she was watching them during such an intimate moment seemed menacing. Asha lifted her head to glare at her for interrupting her sleep. Standing, she arched her back and jumped off the bed, exiting with her tail held high.
Chapter Eight
Imani rubbed in the strawberry-scented body butter as she listened to Keith moving around in the hotel room. They had been dating for two months. Had anyone told her she would have agreed to go away with him for the weekend even a few weeks ago, she would have thought they were crazy. He’d wanted to show her around some of his favorite sites in Seattle. He’d seemed so excited about showing her around and it had been a while since she’d gone on any type of vacation. Today they had gone to the Seattle Great Wheel. Afterwards they had visited the original Starbucks. The plan for tomorrow was to visit the Space Needle and hopefully have dinner there.
She would have been nervous about sharing a hotel room with him, but he’d
Imani spit out her toothpaste and rinsed. She’d been dressed this way the last two times she saw Keith. She could do better. She would do better. Obviously, he didn’t care about such superficialities, and conversely, it made her want to be pretty for him.
As she slid into bed, she realized she was smiling. She pressed her fingers to her lips. He was a really good kisser. She sighed and rolled onto her side.
***
In the dream, she lay in Keith’s arms. They were in his garden gazing up at the stars. The ground was cool and slightly damp beneath them. The night air smelled of his flowers and freshly cut grass. He was telling her the myth surrounding the zodiacal constellation of Capricornus. She suspected that he was embellishing the tale quite a bit with his own imagination, but she didn’t care. She was simply enjoying being in his arms and listening to his voice.
When he fell silent, she rolled toward him. With a fingertip, she traced his brow, his nose, and his sensual lips. He was very handsome. “Kiss me,” she ordered and his breath shuddered on an inhale. Imani smiled.
His blue eyes capture d hers. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Don’t you want to kiss me?”
“More than you know.”
“Then…that’s all that matters.” She slid her fingers into the hair at the nape of his neck and pulled him on top of her. Of course, she couldn’t have done this if he’d been truly opposed to the idea. He balanced his weight on his elbows and settled his legs, one on the outside of hers and one in between hers. She lifted her face to his and captured his mouth.
His lips moved over hers meticulously and slowly as though he were keeping himself in check. She sucked his tongue and he grunted, shifting his hips away from hers. But it was too late. She’d felt his erection, knew he wanted her. It didn’t scare her––it thrilled her. This was Keith. He wouldn’t demand more than she was willing to give.
When he broke the kiss, he buried his face in her neck. His breathing was labored. It was hot and ticklish against her sensitive skin. “I like kissing you,” she whispered. His response was muffled. “Hmm?”
He kissed her check. “I like kissing you, too.”
She gasped. His eyes were so bright blue they were glowing. But before she could comment, his head whipped to the side. Imani followed his gaze as a woman dressed in a black gown with long flowing midnight hair stepped out of the shadows.
Imani jerked awake. It had been such a pleasant dream up until that last bit. That was just weird and creepy. Though the woman’s face was not visible, just the fact that she was watching them during such an intimate moment seemed menacing. Asha lifted her head to glare at her for interrupting her sleep. Standing, she arched her back and jumped off the bed, exiting with her tail held high.
Chapter Eight
Imani rubbed in the strawberry-scented body butter as she listened to Keith moving around in the hotel room. They had been dating for two months. Had anyone told her she would have agreed to go away with him for the weekend even a few weeks ago, she would have thought they were crazy. He’d wanted to show her around some of his favorite sites in Seattle. He’d seemed so excited about showing her around and it had been a while since she’d gone on any type of vacation. Today they had gone to the Seattle Great Wheel. Afterwards they had visited the original Starbucks. The plan for tomorrow was to visit the Space Needle and hopefully have dinner there.
She would have been nervous about sharing a hotel room with him, but he’d
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