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Khaled was mindful that this was her first time outside the hospital since the attack, and only her second experience of a press pack. Though she’d handled it with aplomb...
He narrowed his eyes on her. ‘Did you actually just pose for them?’
She twinkled at him. ‘My mother was an actress. It must be in my genes.’
‘Lily, the truth about your parents’ marriage may still come out. It may not all be easy from here.’
She stopped his explanation with a kiss.
‘I know,’ she answered. ‘But as long as I have you I’ll get through it.
She’d slid closer, and her fingers were in his hair again.
Damn, that felt good. But he’d done some hard thinking last night. He’d treated her shamefully from start to finish and he’d vowed to make it up to her. They’d be married soon, but before then he’d woo her properly—and that started with a little restraint on his part.
He captured her hand, kissed it, then placed it firmly back in her lap.
‘I thought we could marry at the end of next month. In five weeks. Until then you’ll be staying in the waterfront penthouse. We’ll go on dates, and I’ll visit, of course, but only when Nate or my mother is present to chaperon.’
There. Boundaries clearly established.
‘Dates? I see...’ she said demurely—which, he’d realise later, should have made him deeply suspicious.
She tapped at the window. ‘No one can see us in here, can they?’
‘What? No, the glass is one-way,’ he answered, distracted by her meek acceptance of his plans.
‘And they can’t hear us?’
‘Only the driver and front seat passenger when you use that intercom button.’
She pressed it.
‘Rais?’
‘Yes, madam?’
‘His Highness would like to take the scenic route home. The one that takes...ooh...let’s say about half an hour.’
‘The thirty-minute scenic route?’ Khaled heard the suppressed laughter of his security chief. ‘Of course, madam.’
She lifted her finger from the button.
‘Oh, dear. Looks like we’re stuck in here for a while, and without a chaperon.’ She walked her fingers up his thigh. ‘I guess we’re just going to have to improvise.’
‘Lily.’ He caught her wrist. ‘We won’t be doing anyimprovisinguntil after we’re married.’
She actually pouted at him. It was adorable. How was he going to keep his hands off her for five minutes, never mind five weeks?
‘Well, that doesn’t quite work for me,’ she said, watching him with lambent eyes. ‘Perhaps I can change your mind?’
His heart stuttered as she did a little shimmy, hitching her dress up her thighs. He caught a flash of her panties.
Tiny. Pink. With pearls and a bow.
The Bridegroom-Slayer.
He was done for.
