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Lex lightly shook her wrist and watched the red wine swirl around inside her glass. She couldn’t stare at her wine all night, but she could definitely plan to stare at it long enough to avoid Micah, who had invaded her space in Imani and Daman’s kitchen. Their large estate with a gorgeous view of Lake Michigan had an enormous basement that Daman deemed the man cave and the entire six bedroom, five bathroom home had more than enough space to host their bimonthly get-togethers and holiday gatherings. But somehow, Micah had managed to pop up in the same room she was in three times tonight.
She didn’t care that Cyd, Imani and Mya were in the kitchen, as well. Not only was the wine helping her hide her discomfort to his presence, but they were too consumed with talking about their newest clients at Elite Events to notice her lack of interest. She could feel her body heating in desire as he bent over in the fridge to grab a beer bottle.
Lord have mercy, she thought as she stole a couple glances in his direction. His loose-fitting blue jeans did nothing to hide the imprint of his butt, and his black-and-gray button-up seemed to only accentuate his muscular arms. And Lord knew she was infatuated with muscular arms. She’d never had the pleasure of dating a man who was as fit as Micah. Guaranteed, her ex, Evan, was in shape, but he definitely didn’t have a body that looked that good.
He turned from the fridge quicker than Lex had anticipated and caught her staring. He shot her a half smile before popping off his beer cap and taking a quick swig. She took a sip of her wine as a distraction and was glad when a few people entered the kitchen to say their goodbyes. She was relieved when Micah took that time to leave the kitchen, as well.
“I have a great idea,” Cyd exclaimed, clasping her hands together. “Since most of the guests are leaving, how about we play a group game or something.”
“Well the guys are downstairs playing cards,” Imani said. “What type of group game did you have in mind?”
“A drinking game!” Cyd exclaimed.
“What are we, in college?” Mya chimed in.
Cyd cut her eyes at Mya. “What’s wrong with a drinking game?”
“I agree with Mya,” Lex added. “We’re too old for drinking games.”
“Well, I’m with Cyd,” Imani said, getting up from the stool she’d been sitting on. “Let’s play.”
“Of course you both want to play a drinking game,” Mya responded crossing her arms over chest. “With Daman and Shawn here, you can both get drunk and make love to them afterward. What are Lex and I suppose to do when we get all drunk and horny.”
“Oh, come on,” Cyd said as she shook Mya’s arms loose. “Daman still has a couple single friends here and flirting never hurt anyone. Besides,” she continued as she glanced over at Lex. “Don’t you want to see Lex try to ignore her attraction to Micah?”
They cannot be serious. “Um, I’m not playing,” Lex said.
“It won’t be fun without you,” Imani said as she leaned in to hug Lex.
“You mean, it won’t be fun if you don’t have me to laugh at.”
“What if we promise not to laugh?” Cyd asked. Oh, brother. They weren’t going to let her back out of the group game easily.
“I’m only playing the game if Mya agrees to play, too.” All eyes turned expectedly on Mya.
“I’ll play,” she said with ease as she shrugged her shoulders. Lex squinted her eyes at Mya in frustration.
“Great! I’ll go get the guys so we can gather in the grand living room!”
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