Bought And Paid For: The Tycoon's Sheikha Bride by Holly Rayner & Lara Hunter

Bought And Paid For: The Tycoon's Sheikha Bride by Holly Rayner & Lara Hunter

Author:Holly Rayner & Lara Hunter [Rayner, Holly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-07-30T03:00:00+00:00


Chapter Fifteen

Jasmina’s shoulders tensed as she watched Jenson with a practiced neutral expression. Her poker face was coming in handier with every passing minute.

“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean,” she said, tossing the chicken into a pan.

The meat began to sizzle instantly, the aroma spicy and flavorful. Jenson took a deep pull from his wine glass, his eyes still on her.

“Dragging me through the city, not so subtly bringing up all those homespun stories about how wealth isn’t everything. I’m not that dense, Jasmina.”

She smiled, then, relief pouring from her. He wasn’t that dense, but he was dense enough to not see through her false security threat.

“Ah, you’ve caught onto my scheme, have you?”

“Of course I have. You are a terrible liar, Jasmina.”

“You would know,” she said.

She stirred the chicken, lifting her wine glass and taking a sip, the drink relaxing her instantly. It had been a busy and tiring day, and the wine soothed her soul and her senses.

“Still, I hope some of my lessons were absorbed today,” she said, casting a sideways glance at Jenson.

He shrugged. Jasmina noticed that his first glass had already been drained, and he was pouring himself a refill.

Why not? she thought.

It had been ages since she allowed herself to let go even a little bit. She took another gulp of red wine, emptying her own glass.

“Ahem,” she said, wiggling it out in front of him.

“But where are my manners?” Jenson said, the corner of his lip curling as he tipped the bottle, filling her glass.

“I’m used to much better service, I must say,” Jasmina teased.

“I’m sure you are, Sheikha. Is that chicken ready yet? I’m half-starved already.”

“You are not. We ate quite well today.”

“That was ages ago. If you haven’t noticed, it’s dark out now. Stomachs have this weird way of processing food and needing more on a pretty regular basis.”

“You’re explaining biology to me now? I had no idea you were a professor on top of everything.”

“I’d wager there’s quite a lot you don’t know about me, actually.”

Jasmina pulled the chicken from the burner. She had set a rice cooker to steam, and was pleased to see that the rice was ready to eat. She plated the food like a professional, setting a plate in front of Jenson.

“Let’s eat at the table, like civilized people,” he said.

Jasmina shrugged.

“As you wish. I’m not picky.”

“I find that hard to believe.”

“What? Just because I’m a royal? I spent four years as a college student, you know.”

“But did you get your degree?”

Jasmina’s eyes darted to her plate as she sat across from him at the small kitchen table.

“No,” she said, taking a bite and quickly changing the subject. “You’ll like this. It’s a little spicy.”

Jenson’s eyes were probing as he continued to stare at her.

“Why not?”

“Why not what?”

“Why didn’t you get your degree? You’re clearly very intelligent. What happened?”

“My father died, forcing me to return home just weeks out from receiving my degree.”

“Can’t you just retake a course?”

“I suppose I could, though I don’t exactly have a lot of free time these days.



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