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Inside my clothes.
Touching skin.
Carmichael’s wrinkly face. Carmichael’s wrinkly face.
Damn it.
“Take her hand,” the photographer guides me. “Kiss it.”
Kiss it? Kiss her hand?
And not those perfect brown lips?
Not her chest?
Not each of her thighs?
Keep it together, Dare.
My lips hit her knuckles. Soft brown skin. The scent of cocoa butter.
I lick my lips. There. The faint taste of Yaya.
Not enough. Not nearly enough.
She sits next to me. Legs extend out on the couch, glossy and lean and going on for days.
I’ve never been a leg guy.
But damn, if I can only spread one pair of legs for the rest of my life—it would be Yaya’s.
“Look at her,” the photographer yells. “Yes, like that.”
My eyes slam into hers.
Or, more accurately, hers barrel into mine like a linebacker with a grudge. Those twin black galaxies trapped inside a light, honey brown drag me into them. Alice in Wonderland. No, the male version. Allen in Wonderland.
And she’s the Mad Hatter, the Cheshire Cat.
The Queen of Hearts.
Off with my head.
“Kiss her.”
I hesitate first. Just in case.
Yaya might feel pressured and I want her to feel safe with me…
She kisses me.
The heat growing in the depths of my stomach billows. Roars. Devours.
I don’t make the same mistake I did at the interview.
In a heartbeat, I kiss her back.
Her full lips part on a sigh. An exhale of surprise? I don’t know. I just know that I need more.
