Harlequin Presents: September 2022 Box Set 1 of 2 by Maisey Yates

Author:Maisey Yates
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2022-02-15T00:00:00+00:00

ROSANNA WAS GRATEFUL that her next meeting with Sheikh Salim of Dhalkur wasn’t scheduled until late the next morning. It gave her time to gather her scattered wits.

The shock of finding her client was her almost-lover from months ago had kept her awake long into the night. In an effort to relax she’d ended up taking a long soak in the sunken marble tub, using one of the scented bath oils provided. But the warm water and delicate hyacinth fragrance hadn’t worked.

When she’d finally slept it had been a restless, fitful slumber. She’d spent the night rolling from side to side in a tangle of dreams that she preferred not to remember.

Because for six months he hadn’t just been her almost-lover. He’d been the man she’d dreamed about constantly.

And in her dreams they did far more than kiss.

Only pride had stopped her from questioning her Scottish hosts that night about their disappearing guest. If he’d wanted to see her again he would have given her his number and name.

Yet that night Rosanna MacIain, cautious, measured, sensible Rosanna, had been swept up in something so glorious, so visceral, she’d forgotten everything else.

It had put what she’d once felt for Phil in perspective. Surely, if she could feel such an unstoppable need for any man, it should have been for the man she’d once planned to marry. The man who’d so deceived her.

Rosanna shuddered and tightened her grip on her laptop as she followed the footman down a long, marble-floored corridor.

Part of her discomfort was from these opulent surroundings. Everything about it reinforced the difference between her life and the rarefied world inhabited by a royal sheikh. Everything spoke of refinement and privilege. From the antique rugs to the exquisite detailing on every item, from the silver pitcher that had contained her morning juice to the heavy, embossed stationery on her desk. Even her view, of a courtyard dripping with blowsy, richly scented roses framing decorative pools and shaded seats, took her breath away.

As they walked, they passed another beautiful courtyard garden, this one filled with citrus trees in bloom. The air was heavy with the hum of bees and redolent with the scent of orange blossom.

Which reminded her of brides.

Her heart slammed her ribs.

That was the only reason she was here. To find a bride for a sheikh.

Not to spend the night imagining herself held tight in his arms. Warmth flushed Rosanna’s cheeks and she stiffened her spine.

Everything depended on him signing the contract. If he turned her away before giving her a chance, she’d never forgive herself.

Despite what he thought, Rosanna was professional.

More to the point, she had to make this work for Marian, who’d supported her since she’d arrived in England, heartsore and distressed. Marian was relying on her now and Rosanna couldn’t let her down.

Even if there was still a tiny part of Rosanna that recoiled from the idea of Salim being with another woman.

How crazy was that? It was her job to match him with the perfect wife.

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