TO DEFY A SHEIKH by MAISEY YATES

Author:MAISEY YATES, [YATES,, MAISEY]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: ROMANCE
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-10-01T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

SAMARAH WOKE UP to the sound of rain on the canvas rooftop. She slipped out of bed and looked outside. It was gray out, the sun trying to pierce through the heavy blanket of clouds that had rolled in overnight.

She ran her fingers through her hair and leaned forward, the silken strands sliding over her shoulders.

She looked out the window, at the rain pelting down, hitting the parched earth, large droplets creating ripples on the surface of the lake. And she had the sudden urge to go out in it.

She’d hated the rainy season when she’d lived in Jahar. Hated having to hide in rooms that were muddy and flooded. Hated looking for shelter during the day wherever she could find it, or more often, just spending most of the afternoon feeling like a drowned rat.

But it was different now. She wasn’t forced to stand out in the rain. She had a choice. She could stay in here where it was dry, or she could dance in the water drops. It was up to her. Because she had a home now. She had shelter.

Everything had changed. There was more than survival. There was…enjoyment. Happiness. Something about yesterday’s realization, yesterday’s acceptance, had allowed her to capture these things. Or at the very least the possibility of them.

She stood and walked to the window, pressing her palm against the glass. Then she turned and walked out into the living area. It was still hazy, and the house was dark. She hadn’t checked the time but it had to be early.

She padded to the front door and pressed down on the handle before going out onto the deck. She was wearing only a nightgown, a soft, silken one with very little in the way of adornment. It had been provided for her at the palace and she’d packed it for the trip. It wasn’t designed to be flashy, just to be comfortable.

Normally, she wouldn’t go walking outside in it. And she wouldn’t go walking out with her hair down, simply because there was too much of it, and letting it free was much more trouble than it was worth.

But right now she didn’t care.

She stepped down onto the wet sand; it stuck to her feet while the raindrops poured down over her body, making her nightgown stick to her skin. She looked up and let the rain drop onto her face, sliding down her cheeks and her neck.

How different it was to stand in the rain when it was your choice. When you knew you could go back inside and get dry.

She spun in a circle, her arms held out wide. She felt like the child she had been. As if she was free. As if rain was just rain, and she didn’t have to worry about the cold, or the discomfort, the mold or the damp. All of the cares she normally carried were washed away.

She walked along the path they’d taken last night, to the ashes of the fire from the night before, and to the edge of the water.

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