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hand above her hand and another by her hip, he leaned in until he could feel her breasts pressed against his chest.
    “How about you give me a quick ‘I missed you, Clinton’ kiss?’ ” he whispered, brushing his mouth over hers. “I know how much I missed the feel of your perfect lips on mine. I dreamt about kissing you a lot last night and in several different places on your delicious body.”
Clinton
ran his hand down the side of Jenisha’s hip. He smiled when he heard a small moan escape her mouth. Good. At least I know she does want me.
    “No, I think I gave you enough kisses yesterday,” Jenisha complained, pushing him away from her body.
    He moved back from her and crossed his arms over his chest. “Does that mean you didn’t miss me one little bit?” He tried to keep the hurt out of his voice.
    Jenisha swallowed down a laugh at the crestfallen look on
Clinton
’s handsome face. “Yes, I did miss you,” she muttered under her breath.
    His face lit up at her words. “Does that mean I get my ‘I missed you, Clinton’ kiss?”
    Walking over to him in the middle of the kitchen, she kissed him quickly on the lips and moved away when he reached for her. “There’s your kiss now let’s get to work. If I let you kiss me any longer we won’t be able to get any work done.”
    Waving his finger under her nose,
Clinton
laughed at Jenisha. “I’ll let you get by with that kiss this time, but next time I’ll get the kiss I want.” He turned away from her and strolled over to the kitchen table.
    Grabbing the designs off the table, he told her, “I’m going to take these back to my house so I can work on them without any distractions from you and those jeans you’re wearing.” He turned on his heel, strolled through the living room and out the front door without even saying goodbye.

    Jenisha fell down into the kitchen chair and poured herself a glass of orange juice. Taking a long, refreshing sip, she hated to admit how empty her house was now with
Clinton
gone. Something about him made her smile without her even knowing it. He had such a presence about him when he entered a room.
    Sitting the empty glass back on the table, her mind continued to think about him. How in the world did I allow his appeal to work on me so quickly? She was supposed to be happy that he didn’t try to further the kiss. Then why was she so disappointed that he didn’t? Deep down she knew
Clinton
was everything she had dreamt of in a man. He was fun, charming, sexy, understanding, and so damn good-looking. The way his green eyes stared into hers like they were searching for all her hidden secrets was a little unnerving, but she loved how he always gave her his full attention.
    He had never once backed away from her flippant attitude. Just thinking about having his talented tongue in her mouth again brought a grin to her lips. Clinton knew how to make a woman crave his kisses. Having him here now just proved how much she wanted him in her bed. She knew Clinton was thinking of a long term relationship when it came to them, but right now the only thought running through her mind was his skin against hers. But she didn’t think Clinton would agree just to a sexual fling, and he shouldn’t have to. He had already told her numerous times that he was in love with her.
    Of course she didn’t believe him because she was just something new for him. Once he got his fill, he would be out the door and searching for a new woman’s fantasies to fulfill. Lost in her thoughts, Jenisha didn’t hear the phone ringing until the fourth ring, and then she answered it.
    “Hello.”
    “When are you going to call and tell me about Clinton? I’ve been waiting since yesterday for your call,” Becky scolded.
    She laughed at the disappointment in her friend’s voice. “Sorry, I got a little busy after work and wasn’t able to call you.”
    “Please tell me you were busy with that tall green-eyed hunk.”
    “Well, I was busy with him, but