Page 35 of Continuum

“I’m serious. I hate that I made you wait. I value you and your time.” He checked me out. “And since you’re looking so good, I’m sure you have somewhere else you could be.”

My lips spread into a smile. “It’s my job to be here and I enjoy working with you. Why don’t we find you a seat and we can get started?”

“Yeah, of course.” He walked over to the first computer desk and pulled a chair from there. Dragging the chair behind him, he lifted his eyebrows.

I sat down. “What?”

“Are you dressed like that because you have a date?

I bit my lip to keep from laughing. “Kwame, do you have your study materials with you?”

“I do… but I’m more interested in studying you right now.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Since when?”

“Since the first tutoring session. And not just because of your ass. Or the way your hips do that thing that it does. Or how the library being cold always made your nipples hard. Or because your skin is so smooth, and your body is so soft. Or because you are cute and sexy at the same time.”

I squirmed in my seat as I listened to him. “Then why?”

“Because you are a light.”

I was going to ask him what he meant by that but before I could get the words out, I felt a jolt. He was so close that his knee brushed against my knee and every time it happened, a current of electricity flowed through him and into me, short circuiting my brain.

Kwame moved closer so our legs were pressed together. “Do you always take such good care of the people you tutor or is it just me?”

“I may give you a little more attention than the others,” I answered honestly.

“And why do you think that is?”

“Because I’ve had a thing for you since we first met.”

“Why didn’t you ever say anything?”

“Because you had a girlfriend, and I didn’t think you were interested.”

He reached out and caressed my cheek. “I don’t have a girlfriend anymore and I am interested.”

I licked my lips.Is this heading where I think it is?

“How interested?”

His hand moved down my face and wrapped around my throat. “Stand up,” he demanded.

We both rose to our feet and I felt his fingers tighten. My heart was racing, and I knew he could feel my pulse.

Leaning down so his nose just barely touched mine, he asked, “Can I show you how interested?”

“Yes.”

His mouth covered mine before the word had completely left me. We kissed with reckless abandon. I wanted him so bad that I was starting to lose control. The only thing I could think about was what it would feel like to be with him.

“Aisha,” he groaned, pulling away from me fractionally.

I was still dazed from the kiss. “Hm?”

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