Her Vow to Be His Desert Queen by Jackie Ashenden

Author:Jackie Ashenden
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2023-03-27T14:44:49+00:00

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Sidonie stood there in the golden gown he’d chosen for her and she was every bit as beautiful in it as she’d been in the green dress she’d worn on the plane. She was glowing almost, the gold fabric making her look as if she’d been bathed in sunlight. Her red hair was in a simple, loose ponytail that hung over her shoulder and curled down over her chest, drawing attention to the deep neckline and the shadowed curves of her breasts.

He’d been looking forward to this moment all day. The moment when he’d finally be alone with her and he could start the business of convincing her to say yes to his marriage proposal.

He’d prepared and his preparations were thorough.

A special meal would be brought here, to his favourite room, which he often used when he needed some time alone, along with some of Al Da’ira’s finest wines. And while they ate, he’d talk to her about all the benefits of being his wife. Then after that he’d continue with the seduction he’d initiated back in Paris, demonstrate those benefits physically.

In fact, he was thinking that maybe he’d seduce her first, before the dinner. He was finding it difficult to pay attention to what she was saying, too distracted by the sight of her.

‘Your friend?’ he asked impatiently. ‘I told you. He is gone.’

‘Why?’

‘Because he was not the man to rule this country.’

A crease deepened between her brows. ‘I don’t understand. I thought he’d have made an excellent king.’

The pressure in his chest, the one that had gripped him that morning as he’d put her in the car, intensified. Why was she talking about this? Their friendship had been precious, a long golden summer in the middle of a harsh winter, but it was gone now. It was over, and the man he’d once been had gone along with it, and that man wasn’t coming back.

‘He was not strong enough,’ Khalil said. ‘I told you; a king must be more than a man.’ Gesturing at the couch, he went on, ‘Come and sit with me, ya hayati. I will pour you a glass of wine and you can tell me about your charity while we wait for our meal.’

She gave him a considering look and he thought she might not let it go, but then she came over to the couch and sat down, the neckline of her golden gown shifting, giving him the most intriguing glimpse of the shadowed valley between her breasts. It was obvious that she was not wearing a bra.

His heartbeat accelerated, sudden and intense desire gripping him. It would be so easy to seduce her right here on the couch, to have her naked and beneath him, to be inside her. It wouldn’t take him long. She wanted him. The way she kept looking very pointedly everywhere except at his chest told its own story and that was as he’d hoped.

You are too impatient.

Yes, that was true. But he’d waited a long time to have her.

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