The Sheikh's Captive American by Leslie North

Author:Leslie North [North, Leslie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-25T16:00:00+00:00

Tess had been looking forward to more time with Tarek, preferably alone. But Tarek seemed to come with both a driver and a bodyguard in the front seat of the SUV. They would be able to hear and see everything that happened in the backseat. She resigned herself to disappointment and polite conversation. Maybe that was his goal. His words in the kitchen made her wonder if he thought he had something to prove—that he felt nothing, that he could keep their interactions platonic from now on.

Tarek slid into the SUV next to her, eyed the men in front, and gave her a little shrug, seemingly echoing her earlier regret. Maybe she’d been wrong about his intentions after all. Damn the man.

"So…how's the country doing?" she asked.

"I expect the strike to end very soon. The airport will be up and running for cargo flights initially. The airlines will need a little more time to schedule flights and prep their planes, and then your departure will all depend on your pilot's health."

Tess tried for a smile. Leaving Tarek was no longer as appealing—or as simple—as it once had been. But she wasn't going to let that spoil what time they had. "The Sheikh of Zahkim to the rescue once again."

The SUV pulled out from the palace gates, and Tarek slid a hand onto her knee. "You made a difference, Tess. My grandmother did not exaggerate that you were of help to me."

Tess's neck and face warmed. She went for a casual tone. "So you're dipping your toe into the troubled waters of representative government after all, huh?"

"A little toe. Two elected representatives on my board of advisors. The two richest men in the country are upset not to be appointed ministers as well, but they already have more power than I like. But enough about my troubles. How have you been amusing yourself?"

"Visits to Phil—it seems the hospital is taking forever to schedule his surgery. And I've got my own headaches. I was supposed to be in Mumbai by now to meet with the head of Sharma Entertainment. They're a small Bollywood production company founded by an artist seven years ago—less singing and dancing, more philosophy and magical realism. If Guillermo del Toro were Indian, these are the movies he'd make. But the founder is not a great businesswoman, and now she's facing having to shut down or maybe sell out. I fell in love with her work, so I’m hoping to invest and get her back on track." She was rambling, but she couldn't help it. She couldn't tell Tarek what she wanted—that she wanted to have sex right now in the back seat of the SUV. And she wasn't sure what else to talk about. Amazingly, Tarek at least seemed interested.

He gave a nod, the smallest of smiles playing across his face, as if he knew exactly the kind of dilemma she faced—a choice between her personal connection to Phil and the business deal she wanted to ink. Finally, he shook his head and took her hand.

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