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roommate.”
    â€œTyrell,” he stated as he inhaled Stacie. She looked hotter than Beyoncé.
    â€œI’m sorry,” Tameeka sputtered, pulling herself out of her daze. “This is Tyrell .”
    â€œWell, it’s very nice meeting you. I have to run.” She turned to Tameeka and whispered in her ear. “He’s cute. And by the way I won’t be home tonight.” Before Tameeka could say anything, Stacie was halfway to her car.
    Tyrell stared after her. “What?” Tameeka asked, as irritation worked its way up her neck.
    â€œI think she’ll be a good match for my boy Jackson,” he answered, then glanced down at his watch. “I didn’t realize how late it was. I’d better get going. I’ma have to work tomorrow. They’re offering overtime and a brother can definitely use the extra money, especially if I expect you to keep me around. And I don’t know a woman who wants a broke-ass man,” he said with a laugh.
    â€œOh,” Tameeka said as her smile dimmed. After the magical day they had spent together, she had assumed that he would want to make the night even more special. Visions of them making love fizzled before her eyes. Just as well, she thought, and to her surprise, relief shot through her. The ten pounds she had lost last month returned along with some friends, and they had happily taken up residence in her stomach and thighs; she wasn’t ready for an open house.
    Still, her body throbbed for him. She wanted to feel him inside her. Lowering her gaze, she tried to think of what Stacie would do in the situation. Then it came to her, the oldest trick in the world. She lifted her head and gave Tyrell a calculating grin, then began talking in a breathy little girl voice. “Can you do me a big favor before you go? There’s this humongous box in my bedroom that needs to go on the top shelf of my closet. It’s too big for me to lift. Can you come and move it for me?” she gently pleaded, then looked up at him and batted her eyelashes.
    â€œEr-sure-no-problem-just-show-me-where-it-is,” he stuttered.
    Tameeka hid a grin as she unlocked her door and led Tyrell into the apartment.
    â€œC’mon, my bedroom is this way.” She tugged at Tyrell’s hand and led him down the hallway.
    â€œThere it is,” Tameeka said, pointing to the box. The “humongous” box was roughly about the size of a twenty-pound box of laundry detergent. Tyrell’s mouth twitched with amusement. This is definitely something she could’ve done herself, he thought, as he scooped the box up with one hand and effortlessly placed it on the closet shelf.
    â€œThank you so much,” Tameeka gushed. “You really helped me out a lot.” She had moved to the bed and Tyrell was standing in the middle of the floor, unsure of what to do. He really had to leave, but Tameeka looked good sitting on the bed. “Come, on stay a while. I’ll pop some popcorn, we can watch a couple DVDs…” She didn’t dare look him in the face lest he figure out her intentions. Instead, she plucked at some invisible lint on her comforter.
    Tyrell silently appraised her bowed head and had a nagging suspicion that popcorn wasn’t going to be the only thing popping tonight. “Sounds cool, baby,” he said, then shrugged out of his leather jacket, tossing it on a chair, before joining her on the bed.
    â€œYay!” Tameeka cheered happily. “This will be like a slumber party. Maybe we can have a food fight,” she teased.
    â€œYeah. Mashed potatoes are good. They always end up in the oddest places,” he whispered, then touched her cheek softly before leaning in and kissing her. Tameeka’s body melted as Tyrell nudged her back and slid on top of her.
    â€œMmm,” Tameeka moaned as she pushed Tyrell off. “I need to take off these clothes,” she explained, and gave him an apologetic look.