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his shoes on the hardwood scared her, and she wasn’t sure why.
    No, she knew why. She was vulnerable and horny, and he had the audacity to show up mad, fine as hell, and smelling good enough to eat. Of course, it wasn’t anything new. She’d been attracted to his charm and sexiness since day one, which was why she avoided her feelings for him. But his deep, provocative kiss still lingered on her lips and clouded her head. It had awakened in her a desire of wanting him so bad she was scared she would jump him any minute to extinguish the lust and yearning burning through her.
    She set the bag on the coffee table and then resumed her position on the couch. He took off his jacket and flung it over a chair but left the scarf around his neck. He glanced at her before he wandered to the kitchen.
    “Rasheed?” She looked over the back of the couch to see what he was doing.
    “What?”
    “I … um …” There was a short pause. “See, what had happened was …”
    “Don’t try to lie.” He returned from the kitchen with a bottle of beer. She always kept his favorite beer stocked in the refrigerator. He sat down on the opposite end of the couch and settled his questioning eyes on her face. He glanced at her pink scrubs and gave a half-cocky smile. “I went by the hospital to bring you something to eat. I know with Shelbi gone and since you don’t cook, I thought you might be hungry, and I wanted to take you out tonight. I wanted to make sure my friend ate more than just cereal and sandwiches for dinner.”
    “Rasheed …”
    “But you know what, Bree, when I got to the hospital, you weren’t there. I ran into Raven who had just delivered a baby. She said you left the practice at your regular time.”
    Bria sat silent for a moment trying to think of a good lie to tell him. She sighed. She didn’t know how to lie to Rasheed.
    She answered in a soft tone, looking straight ahead out the window at the Arcade Restaurant sign across the street. “I was scared to go to dinner with you.”
    “Why were you scared?” He stood, blocking her view of the window so that now she had to look at him. “We go to dinner all the time.”
    “Rasheed …” she turned her head away from him and ran a nervous hand through her hair.
    “You keep saying my name, but you aren’t explaining anything.”
    What was there to explain? She couldn’t possibly tell the player of the year that his intoxicating kiss was keeping her up at night reliving every second of it. She’d tried to imagine how his lips would feel on other places while his hands traveled along her legs to her thighs and in between. How could she explain that she had lain in the bed last night pretending her hands were his hands roaming her body until they reached her panties? She gave herself an orgasm so powerful that she called out his name three times before falling asleep completely satisfied.
    “We shouldn’t have kissed, Rasheed,” she said with a tremble in her voice.
    “Are we on that again?” he asked in an annoyed toned. “Is that why you’ve been avoiding me? I thought you said we were cool.”
    “Well, I thought so, too. I just didn’t want any awkwardness between us so I figured we needed … no, I needed a few days or so, that’s all.”
    He sat down in the chair where he’d tossed his coat and exhaled a deep sigh. An expression of discontent crossed his handsome face, and he ran his hands down it which washed the expression away and turned it into a serious one.
    “Bria, you said you didn’t want to start anything between us when we were dancing at the reception, despite the fact that wasn’t a friendly kissed we shared.”
    “But we’re friends and friends—”
    “Yeah, yeah, I know,” he said sarcastically. “Friends don’t get all hot and bothered for each other.” He rolled his eyes and shook his head.
    “I’m being serious.”
    His chocolate eyes probed hers, and a gloomy expression crossed his features.
    “Bria … I … never