Taming the Wolf by Smith Maureen

Author:Smith, Maureen [Smith, Maureen]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Man-Woman Relationships, Fiction, African American women, Erotica, General, African Americans
ISBN: 9781600430091
Publisher: Wordsmith Enterprises
Published: 2007-01-15T08:00:00+00:00

1

Hours later, they lay spent in each other’s arms, listening to the rain lashing against the windows, drowsily counting the number of times lightning arced across the night sky.

“Aren’t you glad you didn’t stay away?” Samara murmured, sprawled on top of him, her thick hair spread across his bare chest.

Marcus smiled lazily in the darkness. “Mmm, most definitely.”

She hesitated, then admitted, “I was beginning to think you’d lost interest.”

Hearing the wistful note in her voice, Marcus felt a sharp pang of guilt. He kissed the top of her head. “I don’t even think that’s possible.”

He felt her smile against his chest, and it filled him with warmth. “Before I forget,” he drawled wryly, “My father and brother send their regards.”

“Yeah?” There was unmistakable pleasure in her voice. “Well, tell them I said hello. I really enjoyed meeting them.”

“Believe me, the feeling’s mutual. Dad called me this morning wanting to know when you’d be returning for another visit.”

Samara chuckled softly. “I didn’t think he’d welcome me into his home again after the way I beat him and his friends at poker.”

Marcus grinned. “Where’d you learn how to play like that anyway?” he asked, angling his head to get a better look at her face. “I meant to ask you on Sunday.”

“I worked as a bartender during college. One of the other bartenders was a diehard poker player, so he thought it’d be fun to teach me.”

Marcus chuckled. “Let me guess. You became greater than your master.”

“You know it.” A flash of lightning revealed her satisfied grin. “I beat him so many times that he finally dared me to sign up for one of those national poker tournaments. Naturally, I couldn’t resist the challenge. A bunch of us rented an RV and drove cross-country to Vegas for the tournament and…” she trailed off, lifting one shoulder in a modest shrug.

“You’re kidding me. You’re a national poker champion?” When Samara nodded sheepishly, Marcus threw back his head and roared with laughter.

She lifted her head and glared playfully at him. “What’s so funny about that?”

Shaking his head, Marcus wiped tears of mirth from his eyes. “You never cease to amaze me, Samara Layton. A humanitarian executive by day, a blues-singing poker guru by night.”

“I wouldn’t exactly say I’m a guru.”

“You beat Sterling Wolf. Trust me, you’re a guru.”

She grinned. “He took it pretty well though.”

“That’s because he likes you. Come to think of it, you seemed to have all of his buddies wrapped around your finger when it was all said and done.”

“I liked them. A few of them even reminded me a little of my grandfather—or at least how I’d always imagined him to be. He died in a car accident before I was born, but my grandmother told me so many stories about him that I felt like I knew him personally. I always wished I did.” She paused, then added a little forlornly, “I envy you and your family, Marcus. The three of you seem very close.”

“We are,” he soberly agreed. “We had no other choice.

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