I should have told him the truth from the beginning. But now it's too late, and I can't leave until I'm pregnant with the sheikh's child.
Graduate in three months and find a stable job. I had my life all mapped out...when a twist of fate lands me at the beck and call of a tall, dark, and handsome stranger who wouldn't even give me his name.
Even worse, I'm obliged to lose my first time to this arrogant piece of sheikh, and all the other times after that...until I'm carrying his heir.
Graduate in three months and find a stable job. I had my life all mapped out...when a twist of fate lands me at the beck and call of a tall, dark, and handsome stranger who wouldn't even give me his name.
Even worse, I'm obliged to lose my first time to this arrogant piece of sheikh, and all the other times after that...until I'm carrying his heir.
“You remember, when I spoke of our circumstances as a gift of fate?"
I nodded again.
"It is something I truly believe in. You and I have extremely different lives, and it could only be destiny that have placed you in my path. The first time we met—-"
"Dahlia's interview?"
There was that flash of his lip curling again, and I had to bite back a smile.
"No. She was merely the means for me to meet you, but other than that, she has no other importance. You, however...when we met, there was this instant and inexplicable connection between us—-"
"Hate at first sight?" I quipped.
The sheikh smiled. "Actually, yes. There was something about you that made me feel this rare desire to let all of my walls down..."
To love you, was what I secretly hoped he'd say, but instead...
"To be cruel to you."
My jaw dropped. "Seriously?"
"I have never felt anything like it with anyone before."
"Are you fucking serious?"
"It is amazing, habibti, the way you bring out the worst in me."
"God, you are such an asshole."
"It's why I knew. You were indeed the woman I have been looking for.”
“Because I make a great punching bag," I asked sarcastically, "and an outlet for all of your evil ways?"
"Do not forget" he said solemnly, "about being the oven for my bun."
I couldn't help laughing even though I knew he was only pretending to have gotten the idiom wrong, and despite all those horrible things he had said...
I actually found myself believing all those things he said about leading a severely restrictive life and discovering this instant connection between us...
But more importantly...
He made me feel special.
Different.
And it was the right kind of different, even if it involved him actually wanting to bully me and no one else.
"You are alright now?"
The sheikh's soft tone caught me off guard, but it was the flash of emotion in his eyes that had me capable of only nodding weakly in response. Shit. That couldn't be what I thought it was. Could it? I mean, even if we did have a connection, and I was, as he said, different...that flash in his eyes couldn't be the fucking L-word. Right?
Then may it be my turn to ask a question?"
His words were the distraction I needed, and I said quickly, "Fire away." No doubt, since he had just opened up about his personal life, he wanted me to do the same thing, too. And that was fine. Whatever he asked, I'd answer, whether it had to do with Dahlia, Greg, or—-
"Did you do as I asked?"
"Huh?"
"The panties, habibti."
Oh.
Shit
I had forgotten about that.
"Did you wear them to class? Did you stay wet for me?”
I nodded again.
"It is something I truly believe in. You and I have extremely different lives, and it could only be destiny that have placed you in my path. The first time we met—-"
"Dahlia's interview?"
There was that flash of his lip curling again, and I had to bite back a smile.
"No. She was merely the means for me to meet you, but other than that, she has no other importance. You, however...when we met, there was this instant and inexplicable connection between us—-"
"Hate at first sight?" I quipped.
The sheikh smiled. "Actually, yes. There was something about you that made me feel this rare desire to let all of my walls down..."
To love you, was what I secretly hoped he'd say, but instead...
"To be cruel to you."
My jaw dropped. "Seriously?"
"I have never felt anything like it with anyone before."
"Are you fucking serious?"
"It is amazing, habibti, the way you bring out the worst in me."
"God, you are such an asshole."
"It's why I knew. You were indeed the woman I have been looking for.”
“Because I make a great punching bag," I asked sarcastically, "and an outlet for all of your evil ways?"
"Do not forget" he said solemnly, "about being the oven for my bun."
I couldn't help laughing even though I knew he was only pretending to have gotten the idiom wrong, and despite all those horrible things he had said...
I actually found myself believing all those things he said about leading a severely restrictive life and discovering this instant connection between us...
But more importantly...
He made me feel special.
Different.
And it was the right kind of different, even if it involved him actually wanting to bully me and no one else.
"You are alright now?"
The sheikh's soft tone caught me off guard, but it was the flash of emotion in his eyes that had me capable of only nodding weakly in response. Shit. That couldn't be what I thought it was. Could it? I mean, even if we did have a connection, and I was, as he said, different...that flash in his eyes couldn't be the fucking L-word. Right?
Then may it be my turn to ask a question?"
His words were the distraction I needed, and I said quickly, "Fire away." No doubt, since he had just opened up about his personal life, he wanted me to do the same thing, too. And that was fine. Whatever he asked, I'd answer, whether it had to do with Dahlia, Greg, or—-
"Did you do as I asked?"
"Huh?"
"The panties, habibti."
Oh.
Shit
I had forgotten about that.
"Did you wear them to class? Did you stay wet for me?”
What do you think about someone who's name is Story Teller? She funny and naive, adorable and sweet and not prepared to face the sheikh of her life. I had a lot of fun with this book and it make me feel hot a lot of times too!!! ;-). It is a very good company in this awkward moment that we are living! Thanks Marian and keep doing it!
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