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“Fine with me. This is a date.” Isaiah stood and held out his hand. “Dance with me.”
“Are you serious?”
“I want to hold you again.” He said it so seriously her heart constricted.
She put her hand in his. He pulled her up and wrapped her in his strong embrace. One hand ran up and down her back, the fingers of his other hand entwined with hers. With the slightest hint of pressure, he brought her closer. The contact brought back memories of the way he’d held her against the door. The deep strokes that had stolen her breath. He lowered his head to the crook of her neck and inhaled deeply.
She wanted to hold him, too. Her hand slid up and cupped the back of his neck. Turning her head, she pressed a kiss to his cheek. Isaiah straightened and brought their joined hands to rest on his chest.
“I also want to make love to you again.” The low growl in his voice was seduction incarnate.
Her stomach tightened. Desire spread its enticing warmth through her every cell. She wanted to strip him naked and jump him again. “Is that what you’re calling what happened?” She tried to tease, but sounded breathless. How did he make her ability to control herself fly away as if on a breeze? “Some guys would call it something else.”
“If I wanted to call what happened between us anything else, I would have. I want to make love to you again.” He lowered his head and his lips brushed her ears. “Your bed or mine?”
His lips closed lightly over the tip of her ear. A tremble shot up and through her. His heart pounded beneath their joined hands, working just as hard as hers. Mingled in with his bold words and gaze was a hint of nervousness. He felt just as blown away by this as she did, a realization that calmed her own nerves and smashed any hesitation she may have felt.
“Yours.”
CHAPTER 16
The last time Isaiah had been this nervous was when the first recruiter came to one of his basketball games. His heart pumped as if it was the last game in the finals and anticipation coursed through him in waves. The other night at the club had been spontaneous and completely out of character for him, but he didn’t regret it at all. The wild feelings Angela stirred in him were scary. He wasn’t one to back away from fear, but he’d never been good at suave and seductive. The awkward teenager he once was hovered right under the surface as they walked into his place.
“Would you like a drink?” he asked.
Angela toyed with the loose twist of her hair, then dropped her hand to play with the circular charm resting right above her cleavage. She met his gaze through thick lashes and her smile turned his blood to lava. “I’m not thirsty.” Her voice was soft and flirty.
His semihard cock tightened even more. He regulated his breathing instead of panting like he wanted to. Hell, he wanted to grab her, throw her over his shoulder and run to his bedroom. But that would be a bit too eager.
He held out a hand and she slipped hers in his. He took a deep breath. He was a grown man. He definitely wasn’t a virgin. He just had to calm down and take things slow.
He pulled her forward and kissed her softly. She pressed closer until her full breasts cushioned his chest. Her lips clung to his. She tasted like wine and the fruity flavor of her lip gloss. He could sip from her forever. Instead he eased back before he lifted her up and took her against the front door.
“Would you like to go to my room?” Good. He sounded calm and in control. Because his body was wound tight with need.
She nodded and licked her full lips. “Yes,” she said in a breathless tone.
Isaiah squeezed her hand slightly and led her upstairs. While she took in his bedroom, he slipped out his cell phone. He pulled up a love-songs playlist and music flowed from the Bluetooth speakers in his ceiling.
Angela looked up, then back at him with a smile. “Smooth. I love this song.”
He nodded appreciatively before putting the phone on his dresser. Otherwise she’d see the full-on relief in his face. He’d worried she’d find the move cheesy.
When he turned back and met her gaze, Angela’s chest rose with a deep breath. She pulled her thick lower lip between her teeth and watched him, her expression awash with coy desire. She was beautiful, sexy and all his. Angela, in his bedroom, in his life; this was right. His heart hammered. He was falling hard for her. He didn’t want his eagerness to make her run, but he’d made the right decision. He wanted Angela in his life permanently.
