Sarah Morgan by The Sheikh's Virgin Princess

Author:The Sheikh's Virgin Princess
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2012-06-03T21:49:35+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

THEYarrived at the oasis as dusk was falling.

Alexa watched as Karim avoided the busy tourist hub and drove the vehicle to an elaborately tented area slightly set apart. ‘They call this the Royal Suite. It has been set aside for our use. It’s more private than the other accommodation.’

‘I wish we didn’t have to stop.’

‘Even I cannot drive for days without rest,’ he said dryly. ‘You need to relax and leave the worrying to me.’

‘But you’re not worrying.’

‘A worry is merely a problem which hasn’t been solved.’ He undid her seat belt, and there was a sardonic gleam in his eyes. ‘If I see a problem, I solve it.’

Her heart banged against her chest. ‘What if you don’t see the problem before it hits you?’

‘Then the reaction must be all the quicker.’

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Leaning her head back against the seat of the car, she closed her eyes. Despite the sleep she’d managed to snatch, she felt mentally and physically exhausted, the strain of the past few weeks building to a crescendo. ‘I’m so tired.’

‘Hopefully you will sleep better tonight.’

‘Yes.’ Alexa turned to look at him. ‘Thank you. I know I said I didn’t want a bodyguard, but I never would have managed this journey without you. I can see that now.’ She sensed his immediate withdrawal.

‘You are my responsibility.’

In other words he was just doing the job he was being paid to do, and he didn’t want her to forget that.

Unreasonably disappointed by his reaction, she climbed down from the vehicle and followed him into the tent.

‘Well, I envy your stamina. I don’t think I have the energy to eat. I’ll just go straight to bed, and—’ She broke off with a gasp of shock as she walked into the tent and saw the bed. ‘Oh my goodness! It’s like something out of an Arabian fantasy.’

‘Indeed.’ Karim opened a bottle of water and handed her a drink. ‘The tourists like it. It is the honeymoon suite, I believe.’

Alexa stared at the huge bed draped in jewel-coloured silk and velvet cushions, and felt the colour heat her cheeks. Arabian antiques and elaborate rugs gave the tent a warm, intimate feel. It was clearly a place for lovers. ‘Won’t we be conspicuous staying here?’

‘No one will be looking for you in the honeymoon suite. You’re not married yet.’

Theyet hung between them, and she gazed at him for a moment, noting the sudden tension in his broad shoulders.

It was ridiculous, she thought frantically, to be so sexually aware of a man when she was about to marry another. She had to stop thinking about Karim in that way. Just because he’d been kind, didn’t mean that he was thinking…

‘We should eat.’ His voice sounded unnaturally harsh, and the fact that he turned away from her made her wonder if he’d somehow sensed the way she was feeling.

Was he shocked? Embarrassed? Probably, because she certainly was.

‘I’m not really hungry.’

‘Sit down, Alexa.’ He sounded tired, and he rubbed the tips of his bronzed fingers over his forehead as if to relieve the tension.

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