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When the door opened and he stood there, tall, chocolate and fine, she was at a loss for words. Who was this tanned Adonis with the brown eyes?

“Yes?” he asked, his voice melodic and his smile hypnotizing.

“U-um, I’m your neighbor,” Mimi stammered. “I didn’t know someone had moved in and I was…Well, I was being nosy.”

He smiled again as he gave her a cool once-over. Mimi wished that she had already dressed in her party clothes instead of the Atlanta basketball tank top and the pair of formfitting black leggings she still wore. “If you’re the welcoming committee, where are the cupcakes and muffins?” he quipped.

“I said I was nosy, not a cook. Besides, you don’t look as if you let carbs touch your lips,” she said, then zeroed in on his flat midsection, which she imagined held a set of washboard abs.

“Wouldn’t say that. I know how to work them off,” he replied.

“I bet you do,” she muttered.

“I’m sorry?”

“Mimi Collins. I’m Mimi Collins, and you are?”

“Brent Daniels,” he said, then extended his hand. Mimi took his hand and sizzling jolts of electric lust flowed through her body.