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Savion laughed.
    The brothers were still laughing when they entered into a clothing store. Tameer rushed to the men’s section, where he started pricing casual polo shirts. FUBU, Nautica, Sean John, Polo, Rocawear, and Phat Farm were in this season, and Christmas was coming. Tameer knew that he would have to start buying things for Savion now, because there were only a few paydays left in the year.
    Finished with his browsing, Tameer turned and began walking toward the counter, where Savion was filling out a job application. He didn’t make it.
    On the floor, there was a loose piece of carpeting sticking up, which caused him to stumble into a clothing rack and fall back onto his derrière. Embarrassed, he peered around the the store to see if anyone had been watching. Someone had.
    â€œAre you okay?” a woman asked him.
    Tameer peered up in the direction of the voice. She was gorgeous. Her finely manicured, mahogany-colored hand was extended toward him, offering him assistance. He was even more embarrassed.
    â€œYeah, I’m all right. I just wounded my pride.”
    Although there was no dust, as the flooring consisted of thick industrial carpeting, by habit, Tameer brushed off the rear of his pants.
    â€œThanks,” he told her.
    â€œFor what?” she asked. “You didn’t even allow me to pull you up, you rose on your own.”
    Tameer blushed.
    â€œBut thanking me was a nice gesture,” she continued. “I guess chivalry lives on in Texas.”
    She smiled, and it caused Tameer to return a smile of his own.
    She is beautiful , he thought. Very beautiful indeed.
    Tameer’s eyes blinked rapidly several times, partly to reassure his brain that he was not dreaming, and also to remind himself that it was impolite to stare. His eyes fell from hers.
    â€œThank you for asking me if I was all right.”
    His eyes returned to hers, only to see her eyes slowly walk down his body and examine him. He once again found himself blushing from embarrassment. He had never been checked out before, at least not this outright. Her boldness made him blush even more.
    The weather was mild, like most days of the year, and as usual he wore shorts and a form-fitting muscle shirt. His comfortable, yet revealing outfit told the story of his almost zero-fat diet, and his constant running, weightlifting, and aerobic workout sessions. Tameer’s muscles bulged from his arms, and his tight abdominal muscles rippled through the knit T-shirt.
    She knew that she had stared too long, and upon realizing that he was observing her watch him, she too became embarrassed. Her petite hand flew to her flawless face and she covered her mouth, while letting out a girlish chuckle. He took her hand and shook it.
    â€œThanks again,” Tameer told her.
    Still laughing and covering her mouth, she quickly glanced over his body once more. “No, thank you.”
    Immersed in their exchanges of flirtatious smiles, laughter, and glances, neither noticed Savion’s approach.
    â€œYo, T, let’s roll,” Savion told his brother.
    Tameer nodded, and finally released her soft hand. “My name is Tameer, and this is my brother Savion. Savion, this is…”
    â€œLaChina,” she answered. “But everyone calls me China.”
    She smiled at them both.
    â€œWhat’s up, China?” Savion nodded.
    â€œHi,” she said, offering him a slight wave. She turned back toward Tameer. “Well, it was nice meeting both of you. I hope that we bump into one another again.”
    â€œIt was nice to meet you too,” Tameer replied. “Next time, I hope that I’m not sitting on my butt.”
    Tameer and LaChina shared a laugh.
    â€œBye,” LaChina said, waving again.
    â€œBye,” Tameer told her, waving back.
    He and Savion ventured into the mall area, on their way to other stores to fill out job applications. But LaChina’s fragrance remained in the air, and her