The Sheikh's Secret Son by Kasey Michaels

Author:Kasey Michaels
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Silhouette
Published: 1999-04-18T16:00:00+00:00

Six

Eden scrubbed her face, splashing cold water on her eyes as she did her best to repair the ravages of nearly a full night of weeping. Grieving.

She had lost Ben. Not that she’d ever had him. Not that she’d know what to do with him if he still wanted her. Which he couldn’t. Not because she hadn’t told him about Sawyer five years ago. But because she hadn’t told him in the two days he’d been back in her life.

But that wasn’t the worst. She had gotten over Ben once, or so she knew she had to tell herself, convince herself. She could get over him again.

What she could not get over, could not banish from her heart, mind, or future, was the fact that Sawyer’s father had a right to meet him. Be with him. Have a hand in raising him.

It was impossible!

Sawyer’s home was here, in Texas. With his cousins and aunts and uncles. His grandmother. With his mother.

She’d already heard some of Ben’s feelings about family, opinions he’d delivered to her quite casually, but opinions Eden was sure Ben believed in from the bottom of his heart.

His son. His heir. The next Sheikh of Kharmistan. To Ben, Sawyer’s future must be cast in stone, pre-ordained, predestined. A straight path that led from Texas to Kharmistan, and ended there.

But Sawyer’s life was here. Her life was here, her family, her career, her future. Kharmistan might be a nice place to visit, to hear Ben talk about his modern, liberal country, but she wouldn’t want to live there.

She wouldn’t want Sawyer to live there. She would not allow Sawyer to live there!

The part of the night Eden hadn’t spent pacing and crying, she’d spent on the Internet, looking up everything she could about Kharmistan; its history, geography, customs. Its rulers.

There was no question Kharmistan was a beautiful country. The sweep of desert, the beauty of oases, the absolute splendor of seaport cities. Universities. Theaters. A landscape that offered beauty in every direction.

All it needed was a little less sand, a lack of oil and gas, and the addition of a world-famous casino, and Kharmistan had all the fairy-tale charm of Monaco.

Eden had reread her woefully insufficient notes on Ben, her notes on Yusuf Nadim. She’d read them with new eyes, new insight, finding words between the lines that told her that Ben might say his country was peaceful, but the presence of the ambitious Nadim took a lot of the milk and honey out of Ben’s assertions.

The man was ambitious. Cassius was ambitious. Brutus was ambitious.

And her son, by damn, was not going to be entered into any equation that had anything to do with Yusuf Nadim’s ambition.

“You’re going to get frostbite if you don’t stop trying to drown yourself with cold water,” Mary Ellen Fortune said, leaning her shoulder against the doorjamb as she looked into the bathroom. “It’s eight o’clock, Eden, and Sawyer is downstairs, having his breakfast. I thought you were going to talk to him before the sheikh arrives.

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