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something about her lips encasing her smile
which sent ripples of need shooting through to his groin. He
cleared his throat and tried to focus on the blues band, but it
took all of his strength not to reach out and pull her on his lap
and shower her with kisses.
     
    *****
    “ Well, I had a really nice
time,” Yasmine said as Cannon pulled into her apartment complex and
parked. She was contemplating whether or not to invite him in to
watch a movie. She didn’t want the night to end.
    “ Me, too.” He turned off
the ignition but didn’t move. Instead, he drew in a long breath and
exhaled slowly. His stare was intense, and the knot in her stomach
tightened.
    She could feel her pulse race through
her veins as she stared straight ahead to avoid his hot gaze, which
she could feel more than she could see. She reached for the door
handle, but felt a warm hand on her left one. She turned to look at
Cannon as he raised her hand to his lips and kissed it softly. Her
body quivered at his touch, and the urge to kiss him burned on her
lips. His free hand caressed her cheek and he pulled her chin
closer to him as he leaned in and kissed her lips, as a breathless
moan erupted from her throat.
    The tender touch of his lips on hers
stimulated a pool of heat to elicit from her center. His kiss
deepened with every second that passed, sinking her more into an
oblivion of desire and passion she’d never felt before. She held on
tighter to him, as if he was rescuing her from the drowning abyss
she was in. Yasmine met his fervent kisses with strokes of her
tongue intertwined with his in a seductive dance that was in
perfect sync.
    Cannon pulled away from her lips and
trailed kisses down her neck to her collarbone, breaking such an
intense sigh from her that she didn’t recognize her own
voice.
    His mouth possessed hers once more,
except this time his kisses were a sweet caress across her
lips.
    “ Cannon … ” she
whispered.
    “ I love to hear you say my
name. I don’t think anyone has ever said it quite the way you
do.”
    She giggled, and he placed a tender
kiss to her forehead before pulling away from her. She looked
around the parking lot and realized two of the cars that had been
there when they arrived had left.
    “ Maybe we should go
inside,” she said, grabbing her purse.
    “ Good idea. I think we
just gave some of your neighbors a show.”

Chapter Four
     
    In silence, they walked hand in hand
to her door. Yasmine was on cloud nine as she used her other hand
to rumble around in her purse for her keys. However, she stopped in
her tracks as they walked up the sidewalk to her
apartment.
    “ Wait.” She put her hand
in front of him but kept her eyes on the door of her
apartment.
    “ Yasmine, I promise I’m
not going to try anything. I respect you too much.”
    She shook her head. “No. I always
leave on the lamp in the living room if I know I’m returning home
after dark.”
    “ Maybe you
forgot.”
    “ No, I never forget.” She
took a step backwards and looked around the apartment complex. “It
was on when we left.” Her hand flew to her mouth. “Oh my goodness!
My door is slightly ajar.” She felt faint and leaned on
Cannon.
    He directed her toward his car in a
fast walk as he took out his keys and popped the trunk and then
unlocked the car. “Get in, lock the door, and call the police.” He
spoke calmly as he opened the passenger door, handed her his cell
phone, and then shut the door. A few seconds later, he slammed the
trunk and rushed up the sidewalk with a crow bar as she nervously
dialed the police.
    Her heart raced as she waited for
Cannon to come out of her apartment. Ten minutes later, she saw the
light flick on in her living room and Cannon in the doorway, crow
bar still in his hand, with a grip on the shoulder of a struggling
teenaged-aged boy.
    Yasmine stepped out of the car as
Cannon walked down the sidewalk with an intense expression of anger
pasted on his face.
    “ Let me go, you son of