Captivated by the Sheikh: Amahd

Author:Jennifer Lewis [Lewis, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Fiction
Publisher: Mangrove
Published: 2015-08-17T16:00:00+00:00

“Amahd, where were you?” Sam rushed toward him as he entered the palace garden shortly after dark. “We’re about to sit down to dinner.”

“Went to pick some stuff up from my house.” He avoided her gaze. He’d barely had time to change back into traditional clothing. He felt like an ass for dressing in Western clothing for Mackenzie. What was he thinking?

“You’re next to Darud.”

“Why?” Adrenaline spiked through him. Darud was their main suspect in the attacks they’d experienced over the past few months.

“Because you’re the expert on this whole tent-pegging contest and you’ll be able to talk about it with the most enthusiasm.”

Amahd nodded. In fact he was curious about Darud and his team from a purely sporting perspective. Although their dialects had differences, they were similar enough that conversation should be easy.

“Gibran wants him to enjoy himself and let his guard down.”

“I’ll try. I’m not exactly known for my winning social skills.”

Sam laughed. “Your social skills are carefully cultivated to keep fools at bay and only admit those you’re interested in. You’re not as mysterious as you think.”

“I don’t imagine that I’m at all mysterious.”

“Hmm.” Sam pressed a finger to her lips and surveyed him with a twinkle of humor in her eyes. “I think you are a tad more mysterious than you’d like us to believe. You keep disappearing, for one thing.”

“Busy. That’s all.” Busy obsessing over a woman he had no business being interested in.

She has a child.

“Everyone’s allowed a few mysteries. Just don’t forget to share with us when you’re ready.”

“There’s nothing to share.” The truth. His interest in Mackenzie, which had blown right out of proportion of the last couple of days, had extinguished completely. Or he hoped it had.

“Are you in the mood for romance?” Sam’s hair almost brushed his shoulder as she leaned in with the conspiratorial whisper.

“What?” He said it too fast. Did Sam suspect something? Had she invited Mackenzie? He resisted the urge to scan the crowd.

“Zahaina’s here.” She inclined her head toward a knot of guests gathered around the fountain enjoying aperitifs.

“Who?”

“How can you have forgotten her already? She’s bound to have set her sights on you now everyone else is married.”

“Oh, her. I doubt she’ll harbor any illusions that I’m interested in her.”

“Of course. She’s not traditional enough for you.”

“Exactly.” He’d always made a big deal of how he wanted someone old fashioned and simple, not a spoiled jet-set princess.

“Like one of Darud’s granddaughters, perhaps.” Sam winked at him. Amahd’s chest tightened. Probably everyone in this room was wondering who he’d marry, as the last eligible heir to the Al Kilanjar throne. She might be joking but it was deadly serious.

They’d probably all choke on their iced rose water if they had any idea that only an hour ago he’d been rash enough to take flowers to a female mechanic — with a daughter.

He almost shook his head in disbelief. Mackenzie Malone was an employee, apart from any other consideration.

What on earth must she think of her boss

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