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Tamara Lawson snuggled down deeper in the spot on the sofa where she lay cuddled against her husband’s strong side. “This is nice,” she sighed, resting her hand on his strong muscled thigh.

“Yeah,” Kendrick answered, letting his own hand caress her hip as they watched their favorite movie, Love Jones , on the wide-screen television in their living room.

“Everyone should be this happy.”

Kendrick stiffened; his internal alarms immediately rang like a fire drill.

Tamara slipped her hand beneath her husband’s T-shirt, rubbing his muscled chest in the slow, circular motion that she knew he loved. “Caress and Julius should be this happy.”

“Tam-Tam,” he warned, knowing exactly which direction the conversation was headed. It was a road well traveled for them. “Baby, please. Let’s not go there, like you tell me all the time.”

“What?” she asked innocently, as she sat up to look at him. “Caress and Julius are both single. Caress isn’t seeing anyone now, and Julius isn’t in a serious relationship. I think they’d make a cute couple—”

Kendrick used his hand to pull his wife back toward him and lightly tapped her hand on his chest to remind her that she had stopped the massaging. “Problem is, Tam-Tam, you’re the only one who thinks so. Caress has begged you, Julius has bribed you, and now I’m asking you: stop trying to hook them up.”

Tamara sighed as she settled back against his warmth and continued her rubbing of his chest. “A’ight, Kendrick.”

He moaned in pleasure at the feel of her hands, letting his head fall back on the couch. “Promise?”

Secretly, Tamara crossed her toes. “Of course I promise, baby.”