Sheikhs Pact: The Complete Series by Leslie North

Author:Leslie North [North, Leslie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-10-24T23:00:00+00:00

Her eyes adjusted to the moonlight filtering through the window, and Piper stared up at the ceiling. She tried to close her eyes. Once. Twice. Three times. But she couldn’t relax. And no wonder—Camil was as on edge as she’d ever seen him. He was pretending to sleep beside her, but all the lingering tension in his body was a dead giveaway. He normally relaxed quickly, the worries of the day leaving his feet and his legs and finally, with a stretch, the rest of him.

He was doing a terrible job of faking sleep.

And something else was wrong. He hadn’t wanted to talk to her after he turned out the light. He hadn’t so much as touched her since dinner. It was the first time he’d been so distant since she’d quietly started staying at the palace.

Well. He was allowed to have an off night. He was, after all, the crown prince of Al-Fahr. Helping to run the country would be stressful for anyone, but twice as much for a man like Camil, who wanted to do things the right way.

Piper closed her eyes determinedly this time.

They wouldn’t stay closed.

And Camil didn’t fall asleep. His breathing stayed shallow and restless.

She’d count to a hundred.

Piper made it to thirty before she sat up, pushing the covers back. “Tell me what’s going on,” she demanded into the dark. It wasn’t fair that even the shape of him lying there, quietly distant, was gorgeous in the moonlight.

Camil turned over onto his back with a sigh, then pushed himself up on one elbow. “I have to go out to the desert palace. The architect wants me to walk the space and make some final decisions about the renovations.”

It took everything she had not to roll her eyes. Of course he was thinking about business. Camil was so focused on the task of commercializing one of the greatest love stories in the world that he probably had no idea Piper was going crazy. She’d been trying so hard to figure out if she’d made some misstep, and his stress was business-related.

“Is there anything I can do?”

His eyes met hers, and after a moment, he nodded. “You can come with me. Who knows? There could be more resources out there for your book. It’s possible not all the material made it to the archives.”

“I would like that.”

Camil reached for her then, pulling her in for a kiss that felt like an apology. For his stress? He didn’t need to apologize for that. But if there was something else—

His hands worked into her hair, and Camil coaxed her lips open with his tongue. Parts of her melted, eager to lose themselves in his hands, in his lips. She loved his touch. Craved it. But something was different. Apology…or distraction?

She tried to focus on the heat of her core as she straddled him. Camil pushed her shirt—one of his, an oversized plain T-shirt that was more expensive than any shirt she’d ever bought herself—up into her hands, and she held it there while he slipped his fingers between her legs.

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