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kitchen. The walls and the island in the center of the room were brick. The floor was burgundy tile and all the appliances were cream-colored. An easy mood had settled over the kitchen. The only sounds were the crunching of vegetables and herbs or the clattering of utensils.
    Capri found everything she needed to prepare a delicious salad. She chopped several types of vegetables and even gathered the necessary ingredients to prepare a creamy Italian dressing.
    Meanwhile, Tiberius tenderized and seasoned two beautifully cut steaks, prepared potatoes for the grill, and selected a wine.
    Of course, their attentions weren’t focused solely on the food. Many times, they were distracted by each other’s bodies. Capri was very taken by Tiberius’s size. Her dark eyes repeatedly trailed over his broad shoulders, chest and back beneath his gray sweatshirt. What held her fascination most were his hands. One hand could easily cover both of hers.
    Tiberius also found his eyes wandering several times. Though Capri had a very slim frame, her breasts were quite ample. The round globes looked as though they belonged on someone much larger. While her short tennis dress wasn’t skin-tight, Tiberius could tell that she had a very small waistline and hips, but her derriere was surprisingly full. A low groan came from his chest as he prayed for strength to keep things light and platonic.
    Capri glanced up at Tiberius and their gazes held. “So, um, what type of doctor are you?”
    “An obstetrician.”
    “Really?”
    “You sound surprised.”
    “Well, you just don’t look like, I mean…”
    Tiberius chuckled and raised one hand. “Don’t worry about it. A lot of people are surprised when I tell them. I guess they think I look like a brain surgeon or something.”
    “That’s more like it,” Capri nodded, though she couldn’t help but look at his hands again. They were large and strong, perfect for guiding a baby into a new world. “So do you mind me asking why you settled on being an obstetrician?” she asked lightly while chopping a cucumber.
    Tiberius cleared his throat over the swell of emotion suddenly lodged there. Of course, the true tug toward obstetrics was rooted in a childhood spent trying to please two demanding yet absentee parents. Choosing not to mar the makings of a nice evening with such a story, he shrugged and gave her his standby reason.
    “Dr. Heathcliff Huxtable,” he announced with pride and a fair amount of humor in his voice.
    Capri dissolved into laughter.
    “What?” Tiberius pretended to be confused. “I never missed an episode of The Cosby Show .”
    Still laughing, Capri shook her head and glanced down at her appetizing salad before carrying it over to the refrigerator. “Well, I’m all done with this. Can I help you with anything else?”
    “Out,” Tiberius ordered, pointing in the direction of the deck.
    Capri was lounging on the deck when Tiberius came to put the steaks on the grill. Smiling to herself, she thought about how out of character all this was for her. Having dinner at the home of a man she barely knew, relaxing on his gorgeous comfortable patio. No, this wasn’t the Capri Timmons she knew.
    Tiberius looked over at Capri lying back on one of the cushiony chaise lounges. Damn, she was such a lovely thing. She was shorter and smaller than what he was used to but still lovely. He’d already decided not to become romantically involved with his next tenantif it were a woman. Unfortunately, he hadn’t counted on Capri striking him the way she had. Keeping his distance would be tougher than he thought.
    The cool, relaxing sounds of a vintage R&B single drifted out to the deck and Capri smiled. “Is that the radio?”
    “Close, it’s a CD,” Tiberius informed her, placing two potatoes wrapped in foil on the grill.
    “You have the Love Jones soundtrack?” Capri asked, raising her head.
    “Yeah, is that okay?”
    “No, it’s perfect. I haven’t heard it in the longest