The Sheikh's Surprise Mistress 2 (Jatar Sheikh Series Book 6) by Jessica Brooke

Author:Jessica Brooke [Brooke, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2015-01-22T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Melinda left for the States, and I had a brief moment of longing to join her. My life in the cloud palace was luxurious and as easy as it could get, but I missed little things like walking to Starbucks for a mocha or the meatball subs from the corner deli. Amir was doing slightly better and had begun to tend to some business matters from a wheelchair. He had various and a sundry assistants buzzing around him for a good part of each day, which left me to my own devices.

Anna and I had taken to playing a lot of chess and binge watching series on Netflix. We currently were deep into Sons of Anarchy and were sitting in the theater room with bowls of popcorn and mouths agape. Anna muttered through a mouthful, “Gemma is a piece of work. Glad she’s not my mother-in-law.”

“Ditto. Whomever wrote this, sure understood a passive aggressive matriarchal bitch.”

Anna giggled, “Not very passive right now. Just plain aggressive.”

“Truth.” We sat and watched on, making sounds of agony during a particularly gruesome scene.

“I miss the meatball subs from Dave’s,” I announce out of the blue.

Anna squealed, “Ohhhhh! Me too! Random at this particular moment, but yeah. Now I’m hungry.” We both munched popcorn as the screen panned to a guy’s brains all over the floor.

“I think I’m jaded. This isn’t even grossing me out,” I said.

“I know right? All I can think about is meatballs.”

“There is something innately wrong with us,” I offered.

She shrugged, unconcerned. Then she popped open her mouth as if a light bulb of an idea had just exploded over her head.

“Guess what? I’m gonna get us those subs! Might take a few hours, but we’ll get ‘em.”

“No way! There’s no way!”

She grinned from ear to ear and lifted one finger, “Watch and learn, grasshopper—watch and learn.” She picked up her walkie talkie and buzzed Omar.

“Yes darling,” he answered.

“Sweetheart, I have a craving. Correction, both of us heavily laden, heir carrying females, have the same craving.”

In the background I heard Amir’s familiar chuckle of amusement and the muffled words, “What could it be now?”

“Anything, my love,” Omar replied and Amir snorted.

“We want meatball subs from Dave’s.”

Omar seemed entirely composed, “Those are delicious. Tell the cook, and they will find the recipe.”

“No. We want the real thing.”

Now his voice held a hint of irritation, “You know that is impossible.”

Anna made a purring sort of whining sound. “I thought nothing was impossible for you. You told me anything. I won’t be happy—or at all receptive—until I get my mouth on one of those subs.”

As she spoke into the walkie she rubbed her now enormous belly and affected a rather maniacal grin.

Amir coughed in the background, and even though he was trying to whisper, I heard him. “Don’t give into her. Meatballs now? The moon next?”

Omar laughed, and then all four of us chuckled.

Then Omar cleared his throat and put on his commander tone. “So what you are telling me is you will deny my needs until this new urge of yours is sated.

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