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So thorny expanded in her throat She could only nod, before turning blind eyes to the darkened vista outside herLet hiet to her hotel quickly Please
She felt hi and contracting under his polished bronze skin was pulling at her own Then his voice drenched her skin in goose-bu her eyes back to his, his gaze on herit over the now very late lunch—what cuisine takes your fancy? French, Italian, Chinese—or local?”
CHAPTER FOUR
HE WAS INSANE
Instead of sticking to his plan of taking Janaan on a short guided tour then rushing her back to one of his cars and juone over the base al to her all the way to his car and ju himself he couldn’t hand her over to his driver and must escort her himself to her hotel Then she’d let him know exactly where to drop her and he’d panicked He’d known then that his plans had been e his time with her
And he had He’d taken her to one of his two “personal” places His first and overwhel desire had been to take her to his private one A last wisp of sanity had made him opt for the public one, even if it here he’d never brought another wo with the jumble of relief and anxiety that had assailed him when she’d succuerness and agitation She felt the sa the exposure, yet couldn’t stop herself either
But if there’d be no ration soar?
She now snatched her eyes away, sent a tremulous smile up at the Bedouin waiter who’d placed the last in over a dozen plates of hors d’oeuvres on the four-foot-round copper tray Then she busied herself with s the vivid patterns of the hand-woven wool before she tucked her blue deniainst the reclining cushion into a guarded, for herself in the most erotic display with the way his horaze followed her nervous, awed one as it darted around She was atte to distract herself with the details of the restaurant, which was a vision of the tihts with a futuristic twist
It was minutes, croith the unspoken and the out of bounds, before she finally gave up trying to avoid his eyes and a conversation, and sighed “So you own this place, or what?”
He huffed in surprise at this new self-deprecation she made him experience “It’s just the only place, besides one of my retreats, where I feel … at peace”
“Provided you’re the only custolance “Since a place like this—one that coical blend— to secure a tab-a tub … er …” She waved at the handcrafted copper trays gleah, carved, solidup an incense stick, lighting it fro it in the asped when the sweet-spicy scent of ood, his land’s most valued incense, hit her “Yeah, that” A hot, short sound of pleasure escaped her, vibrating behind his ribs, shooting to his loins The sensations spiked when her eyes narrowed on him with disapproval “I bet the absence of custoine what that cost”
“Is your blood boiling at thehe’d never felt towards a groo in his
She waved her hand “Nah This is not a hospital and it’s your personal h you could do better with it … Oh, OK My blood, while not boiling, is a few degrees above nor she did and said was affecting hilad to know I exchange favors with the owner, not money”