Lovers Premiere (Kimani Romance) by Adrianne Byrd Page B

until she felt a feathery touch drifting down her arm. She shivered but then she was quickly spun around to see Ram rip the buttons off his shirt with one-hard jerk and then do a sexy body wave that had the women screaming so loud it made her eardrums ring.
    Ram sent his shirt sailing into the air and rocked his hips as he pulled up his white t-shirt to reveal his perfectly bronze chest with his tight, mountainous muscles.
    Without thinking, Sofia reached out and smiled at his dewy texture. Smiling, Ram spun her around and pressed her back against his chest while his large hands droppedto her thighs and then slowly inched their way upward. The heat that blazed up Sofia’s body was so intense that beads of sweat dotted her hairline and rolled down the side of her face.
    The women that were screaming around the stage no longer mattered. Sofia was losing her mind because she alone could feel Ram’s hard-on grinding against her round bottom. It was suddenly hard for her to breathe. His hands inched higher and when he was just a flick away from exposing her Victoria’s Secrets, he whipped away from her again to perform a few more body waves and hip rotations.
    Money rained down onto the stage despite the fact that Ram never took his eyes off of Sofia. He crooked his finger and beckoned her toward him. When she stood inches from him, he unsnapped the top button of his slacks and offered her, and her alone, a peek inside. Curiosity may have killed the cat, but Sofia wasn’t about to pass up a golden opportunity. So she peeked and her jaw nearly hit the floor at his impressive size.
    The women went wild. They all wanted to see what she saw. But with her face heating up, she finally slapped a hand in front of his pants and prevented him from peeling those bad boys off. Suddenly, she wasn’t in the mood for sharing. “Don’t you dare.”
    â€œProblem?” he asked, wickedly.
    She grabbed hold of his wrist and tugged him off the stage.
    â€œBoo!” The jilted women shouted, but a giggling Sofia and Ram paid them no mind as they tried to maketheir way to the door. They were still laughing when they piled into a cab and headed back to Mandalay Bay.
    â€œYou know I look ridiculous, right?”
    She glanced at him without his shirt and T-shirt and decided, “Actually, I think I prefer you like this.”
    â€œReally?” He dragged her over to his side of the cab and pressed her against his chest.
    â€œWe can always arrange it so that I could see you like this more often,” she said, walking her fingers up his chest.
    Ram’s brows jumped. “I’m listening.”
    Smiling up at him with her hand pressed over his heart she asked, “Ramell Jordan, will you marry me?”

Chapter 9
    A t three-thirty in the morning, Sofia and Ramell stumbled into the Viva Las Vegas Wedding Chapel, giggling and clinging on to one another. Behind them, Akil and Charlene entered, shaking their heads. They were still dressed in their gown and tuxedo, only Akil had draped his jacket around Charlene’s exposed shoulders as they came in from the night. It was clear that they didn’t know what to make of this latest development. They were surprised when Ram called them as they were leaving yet another after party. Both of them looked exhausted and might’ve been headed for bed had Ram not called and asked if they wanted to serve as witnesses to his wedding.
    â€œAre you two sure that you want to do this?” Akil asked.
    Charlene nodded. “Yeah. This seems kind of sudden. Maybe you guys should just…sleep on this?”
    Sofia laughed and wrapped her arms around Ram’s waist. “Don’t be silly. Ram and I have been planning to get married for…” She looked up at him. “How long?”
    He smiled. “A gazillion years.”
    They erupted into giggles while Charlene and Akil just looked at each other and shrugged.
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