Make You Mine. Niobia Bryant

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      Tamara took it all in with gleeful eyes. It would be hard to miss how pleased they both were…so far. Nudging her husband, Tamara’s voice was filled with satisfaction when she said, “See, I told you so.”

       Chapter Two

      They all left the movie theater, laughing and talking comfortably. The romantic comedy had put them all at ease, and it was a wonderful start to their double date.

      “All right y’all, I’m hungry,” Tamara offered first, interrupting the group’s laughter about a funny scene in the movie.

      “Food sounds good to me,” Caress chimed in, hoping no one could hear her stomach growling.

      Kendrick used his muscular arm to pull his wife to his side. “How ’bout Mahogany’s?”

      Julius, who towered over the petite beauty by nearly a foot, looked down at her. “That’s cool with me. You?” he asked.

      Caress nodded, feeling heated by the look in Julius’s eyes and she felt her cheeks and nape warm. Damn, this man makes me breathless , she thought in amazement.

      As they all walked to the parking lot of the movie theater, Caress liked being by Julius’s side as she inhaled the faint scent of his cologne and enjoyed the warmth of their arms casually brushing. Even with the slightly cool winds of the fall evening she immediately felt heat infuse her body. Her nipples hardened into tight aching buds and Caress crossed her arms over her chest to hide that fact.

      “Cold?” Julius asked, his voice deep and warm like a hot toddy. “I have a jacket in my car that you can use.”

       Cold? Hell, I’m hot! she thought. “No, I’m fine, but thanks.”

      “I still don’t understand the need for different cars,” Kendrick said to Tamara, as he used his remote to deactivate the alarm on their silver Honda Accord.

      Tamara shot her husband an exasperated look. “Just get in the car, Kendrick.”

      Julius laughed low in his throat as he also deactivated his vehicle alarm. He moved with ease to open the passenger door of his green Range Rover for Caress.

      Caress smiled her thanks to him as he waited until she was comfortably seated to close the door behind her. As he jogged back around to the driver’s door, she followed him with her eyes—absorbing him.

      “Buckle up,” Julius said, smiling over at her as the car started with a purr. Soon he followed Kendrick and Tamara’s Honda out onto the street.

      “So you’re a photographer?” Caress asked, as she crossed the three-point harness belt over her chest and lap.

      He nodded. “Ever since I was a kid. I’ve always been fascinated by what moments in time you can capture—and keep forever—with a photo. Especially a well-taken one.”

      “Tamara says you’ve photographed some really beautiful women, some even in the nude. Must be a lot of…fun.”

      “I’d like to photograph you actually,” he said, pulling behind Kendrick at the red light.

      “Not in the nude,” Caress quickly balked, even as she pictured herself so easily stripping down to nothing in front of him.

      Julius turned his head to give her a leisurely once over. “Pity.”

      Caress flushed and the bud between her legs jumped to attention. Her heart raced.

      “Please, if you’ve seen one set of T & A, you’ve seen them all,” she teased, squirming a little in her seat under his direct and piercing gaze.

      “I doubt that.”