Desert Sheikh Vs American Princess - Plot & Excerpts
She also woke alone. Thoughts drifted through her sleepy mind like golden dust motes through a shaft of morning light. I slept with Walid last night. It was amazing. I can still smell him on the sheets. He's not here now. He said he wouldn't regret it. He probably regrets it. The only part she regretted was this part, right now. The sex? That had been hot, just like Walid. She should probably check the linen for scorch marks. He'd been right. They were good together. Really good. Not only did they heat up the bedroom, when they weren't fighting, they had an emotional connection. There was something between them that had the potential to grow. But no matter what, he was the guy who'd kidnapped her. The guy who was still kidnapping her, in fact. It wasn't like he'd stopped. How much did that matter now? Okay, it wasn't great. But she sort of understood his motives. It wasn't about her at all; it had been to get her father to pay up money he legally owed. Now that she knew Walid a little more, she knew he had to have some desperate reason for needing that money, or he wouldn't have done it.
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