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Azihtly, whispering back in Arabic The connection between them was so electric, Amie almost started to feel jealous The last relationship she’d had was o, before shejerk or because their goals were different; si and his job didn’t allow hiht they could handle a long-distance relationship, it ended Since then, she’d had a brief two-month stint with an extra she’d met on an independent film, but that hardly counted They only kissed a few times; not exactly “lifers”

Anetic couple before her, offering a broad sroup

“Amie, this is Azim’s wife, Galina”

“What a beautiful naave a small curtsey to the woman “Your husband is full of questions”

“Aren’t we all?” the wo “Malik has been aof secrets about you We were so worried when he decided to stay in A to meet someone as lovely as you, perhaps we all would have slept better”

“It sounds like Malik has sohed “Thankfully, there’s no ht where he should be”

“It’s good you’re so confident,” Azim said with a chuckle “Because you’re about to meet some very important people in Sheikh Malik’s life”

Ahed with surprise She turned to Malik for guidance and in return he only offered her a playful wink

“They’re harmless,” he whispered with a smile While he sounded as confident as could be, she couldn’t help but notice his grip got a little tighter around her arm

The man who approached was also elderly He was short—shorter than Aold chains around his neck He regarded Arin for on his lips

The young wo She wore a red goith quarter sleeves and deep-plued liner She had brown eyes and perfectly-arched brows

“Father, this is Aestured towards the man “Amie, this is my father, Mahumet”