Original Published Date: February 16th, 2014.
The way that her body moved in that plum dress had to be a felony somewhere – he was sure of it.
Derek was sitting on Amber's couch. Still in his suit from her Pre-Grammy's party. She had invited him back to her place and was now in the kitchen making them drinks. The last thing he wanted was another drink, but refusing to spend more time with Amber was out of the question. And being alone with – with her – at her place?
Yeah, he was going to need a stiff one.
Watching her move about was becoming his favorite pastime.
"Vodka or rum?" Amber asked him from within the kitchen.
"Whatever you are having is fine." He answered.
"Okay. Be there in a minute. Make yourself at home Der."
He chuckled at the nickname. It had been awhile since she had called him that. As he sat up a little to take off his coat, he noticed some of her vinyl collection on one of the end tables. Donny Hathaway, Nikka Costa, Amy Winehouse, and Al Green.
He then turned towards the kitchen and said, "No offense Ber, but I didn't know that you were into Nikka..."
She was walking towards him with their drinks and he had lost the ability to speak. With each step that she took, her dress slightly rose up a bit and it was making him stupid. Her quiet laughter brought him back to their conversation.
"Most folks don't know about her. I'm surprised that you do too."
Amber put their drinks on the coffee table and sat on the couch.
"Go ahead and put her vinyl on if you want." she told him.
So, he headed to her vinyl player to do just that. Except he picked up the Al Green album instead. Sounds from the track 'I'm Still in Love with You' filled the room and Amber quickly looked up at him. Derek thought for a second that maybe he had made a mistake and was about to change the album until she spoke up.
"Okay! Someone is just full of surprises tonight! Not that I am complaining, but what made you chose this record?"
As he sat back down on the couch he answered, "I honestly couldn't tell you because I don't know. It just felt right for some reason."
Derek then heard a soft thump and looked down. She was taking off her Jimmy Choos. Amber's hands seemed to glide in slow motion as she reached down, tugged gently on the heel, and let the pump slide off of her delicate foot.
He swallowed hard and quickly reached for his drink.
"Tonight was amazing, but it was way past time for me to take off these babies!" she giggled.
"Yeah, tonight was great. And thank you again for inviting me to be a part of your celebration." He said.
"How could I not invite you? You were part of my journey! If wouldn't have felt right about not having you there."
Her words caught him off guard and he had to ask, "What do you mean? I'm sure if we never met that the world would have taken notice of you Amber. How could they not?"
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