Bought By The Sheikh Next Door_A Small Town Sweet Romance by Holly Rayner & Ana Sparks

Author:Holly Rayner & Ana Sparks [Rayner, Holly & Sparks, Ana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Masoud

For the third time that morning, a knock sounded on Masoud’s front door.

“...this kind of thing happened to EvenCorp,” Wanda, Masoud’s publicist said in his ear.

“Wanda, I need to call you back later,” Masoud said, leaving his office and walking for the front door.

She started to respond, but he hit the end call button and put the phone in his pocket. Leila ran up to the front door with a growl.

“Hello?” Masoud asked.

“Hello,” a woman called back.

Masoud looked in the peephole and cursed under his breath. The woman wasn’t alone. She had a man with her, and the man had a camera.

News reporters.

Two different people from the town had already knocked on the door earlier that morning, demanding to know what this “mine business” was all about. Masoud had only answered the door those times because he’d hoped it was Kelsie knocking. This time, he knew better.

“The company publicist will be in touch,” Masoud called through the door, then turned and strode back to his office.

There was more knocking on the front door, but he ignored it. He needed to repair the company’s image, and showing his face before his publicist had released a statement was a bad idea. For the time being, it was best to lay low.

Back in the office, Masoud went to pull his phone from his pocket and call Wanda back, but movement out of the corner of his eye stopped him. It was Kelsie, walking across her yard with Cowboy at her heel. Her face was down, and she took hard, determined steps as the wind whipped her hair.

Masoud swallowed hard. He’d gotten hardly any sleep the night before, tormented as he was by everything. Several times, he’d almost gotten up and gone back to Kelsie’s, but he hadn’t known what to say.

The more he thought about the problem, the worse it seemed to get. He was afraid that he had ruined things beyond repair.

As he watched, the reporter jogged across the yard and shoved a microphone in Kelsie’s face. Kelsie reeled back, staring at the woman like she was crazy.

Masoud rushed to the side door and flung it open. “Kelsie!”

Cowboy had come to the rescue, though. He snapped at the reporter, and she and her cameraman both retreated to the van parked on the street.

“What the heck?” Kelsie said, scooting into Masoud’s house. Cowboy followed, and Masoud closed the door behind them, bolting it for good measure.

“A reporter,” he explained.

“Yeah, I saw that.” Kelsie shook her head. “Wow. Talk about getting in someone’s personal space.”

Masoud couldn’t answer. He was too busy drinking Kelsie in. She wore an oversized button-up on top of black leggings and her worn work boots. Her tangled hair was all over the place, and there were dark rings under her eyes. She looked like she’d slept about the same amount as he had, and her outfit had probably been thrown together in two seconds, but to Masoud, she was the most beautiful woman in the world.

This could be one of the last times I see her, he realized.

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