The Sheikh's Virgin Hostage: Seducing her was never part of the plan... by Clare Connelly

Author:Clare Connelly [Connelly, Clare]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Clare Connelly
Published: 2014-07-03T23:00:00+00:00

His eyes flashed for the briefest of seconds with rage, but he quickly hid it behind a bland expression. “This is not the time to discuss it, Emma.”

She bit down on her lip. He was probably right to put the conversation on hold. After all, she didn’t even know what she wanted anymore. Making love with Rafiq had knocked all her assertions on their heads. Now that she’d had him, could she really let him go?

But the marriage he’d described was so cold. Having shared what they had, could she really marry him? Knowing that they would see one another only occasionally? He had said he would be faithful, but what if he did cheat? She wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Rafiq watch the subtle play of feelings on her face. She was so transparent. So completely without artifice. He knew she was upset. Worried. And he didn’t know why. He told himself he shouldn’t care. Their marriage was not negotiable. And by tomorrow, he knew she’d be on the same page.

Much later, after they’d made love again on the carpets of the tent, Emma propped her chin on his chest, a serious look on her face.

“Rafiq, I still haven’t been able to tell Cassandra about our situation.” She bit down on her lip. “I just don’t want her to be angry, and I know she will be.”

He frowned. “Why would she be angry?”

“Because I came to you. I went behind her back.” He laced his fingers through hers and held them to his heart.

“You did it because you believed it was in her best interests, yes?”

“Yes, of course. But the result has not worked out the way I imagined.”

“Is that a complaint?”

Her laugh was short, and filled with sadness. “Not exactly.” She stroked her finger along his thumb. “What will you do if… if she doesn’t come here?”

“Apart from marrying you?”

“Stop it.” She squeezed his fingers. “You know I’m not a bargaining chip anymore.”

“Why do you say that?”

Color stole into her cheeks and with her eyes, she gestured to their naked state. “Because we’re more than that now.”

His green eyes were unapologetic. “Which does not make you any less my hostage.”

“I mean it, Rafiq, don’t talk like that.”

“Why do you think you can’t be both my lover by choice and my prisoner at the same time?”

“Because I can’t!” She leaped to her feet and stared down at him angrily. “I’m an American! We don’t think like that. You can’t hold me here against my will and make love to me at the same time.”

“We had sex today, when you knew you were my prisoner. What has changed?” She noticed with a sick feeling that he had substituted the word sex for the phrase ‘make love’.

“Everything’s changed.” She froze. “Hasn’t it?”

“Not the essentials, no.”

“Oh, god, Rafiq, what have I done?” She waved her face with her hand, suddenly feeling sick and like she was about to cry.

“I do not understand what the problem is,” he said indolently, still sprawled on the floor where their bodies had come together not minutes before.

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