Plenty Good Room by Cheri Paris Edwards

Author:Cheri Paris Edwards [EDWARDS, CHERI PARIS]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780446533720
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing

29.

Kickin’ It

“I don’t know if I should be here,” said Tamara, warily glancing around the crowded nightclub.

She had been happy at first that they were finally inside after waiting in line for such a long time, but now she was frustrated to find that they would have to stand again in these cramped, smoky surroundings. The murky darkness of the second-floor room made her a little claustrophobic, and all kinds of people she could not see well were rubbing close to her, which made her even more uncomfortable.

Even in her discomfort, though, Tamara was enjoying the smooth jazz sounds emanating from the superb music system. The loudspeakers accentuated the smooth instrumentals, and the rhythmic tinkling of the keyboards made her feel as if bubbles of music were exploding melodically inside her body.

“Tam, you needed this. That’s why we made you come tonight. It’s the perfect time, with the holidays and all, to get you out of the house, girl!” said Lynnette before turning to smile flirtatiously at a tall, well-dressed man who was squeezing by her.

Tamara looked at her friend uncertainly. “I don’t know, Lynn . . . I’ve never been to a place like this before. Are you sure that I’m dressed okay?”

Lynnette turned to her friend and said, “Girl, you looking good! Shoot! You was hurtin’ Jay-Jay when you walked out of the house, ’cause I don’t think he’s never seen you in a dress before!”

“What do you mean, hurting him?” Tamara asked quizzically.

“Girl, in other words, I had to help that brotha put his eyes back in his head,” Lynnette answered with a laugh. “He turned to me with his eyes all big and said, ‘Tam’s been hiding legs like those under pants all this time?’”

Tamara ducked her head, hiding a small, nervous smile as she felt her cheeks begin to burn. She wasn’t really hiding her legs; she just rarely wore skirts, because pants seemed more comfortable to her, and then again, perhaps it was because she wasn’t certain whether she wanted men to look at her legs at all.

“Whew! There’s lots of folks here!” said Lynnette as she glanced around the crowded room. “I sure hope Jayson is scouting us a spot to sit down at while he’s out getting our drinks, ’cause, girl, as they say, ‘the joint is jumping tonight,’ but these shoes were not meant for standing up long,” she whispered to Tamara as she pointed to her feet.

Tamara looked at her friend’s pointy-toed, ankle-strapped black spiked heels and nodded in agreement. Lynnette always dressed well, and tonight she wore a tight, short black leather mini with a black leopard print silk shirt. Casually she held a three-quarter-length matching jacket of the same soft lamb leather over her shoulder with a silver-jeweled hand. Her chunky silver necklace with earrings to match completed the outfit.

Tamara’s own style was much less flashy and more understated. A deep burgundy suede stretch skirt skimmed her lower body closely, barely hinting at her curves and stopping right above her knee.

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