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talking about?” she demanded, glaring at him, then averting her eyes when he gave her a knowing smile. “It’s the cold air,” she lied. She wanted to keep Tyrell all to herself, like a good secret.
    â€œThe cold air? You little liar. I remember a time when I made you glow. So I know that it is something hot,” he whispered as he slowly rounded the table until he was in front of her. Tameeka giggled and continued to sip her coffee. Mohammad was harmless and he liked to tease. “Is it something hot, Meek? I bet it was something big and hot …just like this,” he murmured seductively as he grabbed her hand and placed it on the growing bulge in his pants. It took Tameeka a heartbeat to process the situation.
    She snatched her hand away and smacked him hard across the face. She looked down at her hand with disgust; it was stinging, and she wasn’t sure why. It could’ve been from the slap she had just given him, but she’d bet that it was from the heat rolling off his erection.
    â€œMohammad!” she screeched. “What the—? Why did you—? Why would you—?” she sputtered, her whole body trembling with rage.
    â€œOh, shit, Meek, I’m sorry, I thought you wanted me to,” Mohammad apologized. “You had that glow…” He looked like a little boy who had broken his mother’s favorite vase and Tameeka felt embarrassed for her outburst, and the anger slowly seeped out of her. She reached over and touched Mohammad’s thigh.
    â€œI’m okay,” she assured him as she composed herself. “You caught me off guard. You can’t be putting ladies’ hands on your crotch, that thing is dangerous,” she joked. “Do that to the wrong lady and you might get a little bit more than what you bargained for.”
    Mohammad laughed. “So you think this is dangerous?” he asked, jutting his lap up at Tameeka.
    â€œBack in the day it was bad enough to make me do things that made me blush, but not anymore. You’re getting old, Mo,” she teased, as she relaxed against the couch.
    â€œWe’re the same age,” Mohammad retorted.
    â€œYeah, but I got a glow and you don’t,” Tameeka joked, throwing his words back at him.
    â€œThat’s true, but I was the first one to ever make you burn,” he gloated, and Tameeka’s lips curled up; of all her boyfriends Mohammad had been the only one who played her body like a fine violin. She was so lost in the daydream that she didn’t realize he was next to her on the couch until she felt the heat rolling off of him.
    Mohammad’s lips hovered over hers, and before Tameeka knew what she was doing she stuck her fingers in his hair and cupped his head, pulling his mouth to hers. She sighed against his lips, they felt so familiar, yet different than she remembered. Her lips were slightly parted when Mohammad slid his tongue into her warmth. A jolt of excitement shot through her and exploded where her legs met. Tameeka raked her fingernails up and down his back, and he shivered against her. Grabbing his waist, she pulled him to her and plunged her tongue into his mouth. He captured it and caressed it with his own.
    â€œMo,” she groaned as she pulled him closer.
    After what seemed like an eternity to Tameeka, but yet not long enough, Mohammad pulled away and looked down at her with hungry eyes.
    â€œJust tell me when, pretty lady,” he said softly, before strolling out the door, leaving Tameeka in a daze. It took her a second to catch her breath before she jumped up and rushed to the door.
    Tameeka watched as he swaggered up to his studio, then turned to face her reflection in the mirror hanging beside the door. “Tameeka Jaquisha Johnson, what the fuck have you done now?”

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