Lovers Premiere (Kimani Romance) by Adrianne Byrd Page A

That’s me!” She started bouncing up and down. The entire table erupted into cheers while Sofia performed a mini-dance and then smacked Ram hard on the rear end.
    Caught off guard, he jumped and then laughed at her antics. They played for a few more rounds, the crowd cheering as Sofia’s chips really started to mount. More drinks flowed and the next thing Ram knew they were at the craps table. Sofia developed her own dance and threw the dices down the stretch. Each time she would draw a seven and their entourage would grow even larger.
    â€œYou’re hot tonight,” Ram commented, shaking his head.
    â€œYeah? So what are you going to do about that, lover boy?” She playfully pulled on his tie so that she could draw his lips closer. When she laid another kiss on him, the table went wild with hoots and hollers.
    â€œGod, I have to bring you to Vegas more often,” Ram panted when she finally released him.
    Sofia just smiled. “Let’s go find another dance floor.”
    â€œYour wish is my command.” He handed over his V.I.P. card and informed the pit boss to cash them out and that they’d pick up their winnings later before leading her and their entourage out of the casino and over to another after party at Pure nightclub.
    As the hour ticked later and later, both Ram and Sofia’s dancing grew hotter and hotter. They drew many eyes and much finger pointing, but neither paid any attention to it. They were both ying and yang, grinding on the dance floor and just enjoying the night. Sofia couldn’tremember the last time she had ever felt so free, so alive. Every time Ram’s gaze roamed over her body she felt beautiful and sexy. If she had her wish, this night would never end.
    Somewhere along the line, someone in their newfound entourage suggested going to a club called Jump! So they all piled into a stranger’s limousine and ended up at another high-tech club. The surprise was that it was a strip club, but not just any strip club.
    â€œOh hell no.” Ramell said and turned right back around toward the door.
    â€œWait. Wait.” Sofia grabbed him by the arm and dragged him back. “C’mon. This could be fun.”
    Ramell groaned as he allowed her to turn him back around. His frown deepened at the sight of the muscled and oiled men all pumped up and gyrating on the stage. “I don’t want to watch this.”
    Sofia ignored his complaints and pulled him along. He wasn’t the only one. A lot of the guys that had played tagalong were also trying to make their way back toward the door. However, the women were going buck wild, including Sofia, who continued to drag Ramell closer toward the stage.
    He hung his head and hoped that this was just going to be a pit stop. When the dancer finally left the stage with his teeny-weeny briefs filled with dollar bills, he expelled a sigh of relief.
    â€œYou should go up there,” Sofia yelled above the crowd.
    â€œSay what?” He tried to pull back.
    â€œC’mon.” She smiled. “You can do it.” She kept pulling him toward the stage despite his horror.
    When the women saw what she was doing they all started cheering.
    â€œWhat’s this now?” The D.J. blasted over the club. “Is it amateur night on the stage?”
    The women screamed louder while Sofia shoved Ramell harder.
    â€œC’mon. You know you got the body,” she teased.
    â€œI’m not getting up on that stage.”
    The D.J. spoke out again over the loudspeaker. “Let me give you a little something to dance to, my man.” He began to spin a popular new song and the women in the club damn near went into hysteria.
    â€œFine. If I have to get up here then so do you,” Ramell said as he grabbed Sophia by the wrist and pulled her onto the stage alongside him.
    Suddenly, the lights dimmed and a spotlight was directly aimed at the couple. Sofia stood in the center of the stage, giggling