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With her hand in his, Imani allowed him to lead her into the living room with its beautiful grey couches and throw pillows.
They sat side by side, their legs touching which made Imani a little uncomfortable. She knew it was crazy to feel that knowing how much they had already done, but she couldn't help it. He made her not only uncomfortable but nervous and unease as well. He held power over her, especially when he teased her with his signature crooked smile, his eyes glinting with playfulness, flirting with her.
"Imani," he breathed, his fingers on her chin as he turned her towards him.
"We need to talk," her breath hitched, fighting the urge to close her eyes and give herself to his touch; instead, she bit her lower lip, rolling her tongue nervously as she nodded. He
