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brought out the deck of cards and the poker game was on. Almost instantly, Ty’s convertible table was popped open and the ladies were ushered outside to the balcony.
    Twenty minutes later, the game was in full swing when the buzzer sounded, indicating someone in the lobby waiting to come upstairs. Maddy answered because she knew the men would not move from the table. Minutes later, Ami and Jada walked in. Without looking up, Alex felt her presence. That was not normal. His stomach clinched and tightened, and a slight feeling of lightheadedness swept through him. He quickly brushed the feelings aside.
    Ami, the whirlwind that she was, swept the room with greetings as if she didn’t just see her family the previous day. Alex smiled as he watched her moved about the room. He also tried not to stare too openly at Jada. He was finding the act very difficult to pull off.
    “Man, Ami’s friend is all that,” Nick commented, shaking his head and grinning the natural Love grin. The others nodded their heads in agreement. “She told me about her a few weeks back when we talked, but I would have never thought she looked like that.”
    “Yeah, Mom and Dad told me Ami was doing well in L.A,”
    Sean cut in. “Maybe I need to go stay with my cousin for a while. Do a little Los Angeles crime fighting.” They all laughed.
    All the Love men were single and loved it. They loved the freedom to do whatever, whenever, and it suited them fine. They also knew one of them would crack under the pressure of their parents. Each secretly prayed they would not go first.
    Alex found himself unable to concentrate on the game once Jada came into the condo. She spoke to him politely as she’d done with everyone else in the room before quickly heading out to the balcony. He couldn’t get his mind off the way her jeans hugged her curves and the way her t-shirt loved her body. Oh, to be a t-shirt at that moment. He smiled.
    “Alex,” Chris demanded. When he didn’t answer, he called again, “Alex!”
    “What?” He glanced up at his brother.
“Throw out a card! What are you doing?”
He looked down at his hand. “My fault, I fold.” Then, he threw in his cards. Chris and Flex eyed him. He was a master at poker, having run all the poker tournaments during his years as an undergrad. Either something was on his mind, or he really had a bad hand. Chris figured it was not the latter.
    Annoyed, Alex got up to use the restroom. Not because had had to go, but to pull him back together from the reactions he was having to Jada. Although he really wanted to get close to her, the intensity was a little overwhelming.
    After washing his hands and wetting and drying his face, he walked out of Ty’s hall bathroom and straight into Jada. He had to grab her upper arms to keep her from falling. The heat from the smooth silkiness of her skin felt heated beneath his palms. The warmth from the contact with her was sending electric currents throughout his body. A free curl bounced in her face as she struggled to regain her footing. He instinctively pushed the curl back to have an unobstructed view of her face.
    Stunned, she lifted her eyes to utter an apology for not watching where she was going. He caught her gaze and was momentarily paralyzed. She was simply beautiful. As she opened her mouth to say something, unknown forces consumed him. He leaned down and kissed her possessively. He claimed her mouth as if it had already belonged to him. He felt the air rush from his lungs and the blood race through his veins. He kissed her deeper and felt her body relaxed under the assault. His tongue danced with hers and he felt the air around him tighten with desire. Somewhere in the distance, he heard Flex’s voice and reluctantly broke the kiss. His breathing was uneven and her eyes were still closed. He wanted to kiss her eyelids.
    “I’m sorry, Jada,” He spoke softly. She opened her eyes, but everything was foggy, like one of those dream sequences she added