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He was sitting so close to me on the bed, and his shirt was unbuttoned at the top so I could get a glimpse of his chest. I remembered dancing with him, and the nervousness of heat that rushed through me when he whispered in my ears and held me to him made me shiver.
I had too many drinks last night because I needed to keep him out of my head and nerves. Although the alcohol only made him look more tempting.
I groaned and plastered a hand to my face, squeezing my eyes shut. When I reopened them, Jack was still sitting on the bed with me, and his eyes searched mine for a long moment before he said, “Since you’re bent on driving me insane, I guess it’s only right that I should tell you that we’re going on a date today.”
Date?
I gasped from the shock of his words, but quickly cleared my throat and pretended like I didn’t know what he was talking about. “What do you mean I drive you insane, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Oh, but you do, Nina … you do it every time, even in the past.”
“I don’t do anything,” I denied hotly, even though the back of my neck burned, and his suggestive gaze made the spot between my legs tingle and pool with heat for him.
Jack scooted closer to me on the bed, then he put his hand over mine and said, “You know what you do to me, Nina. You watch me, and you look at me with those eyes … you know it when I look at you, too, and you seem to enjoy it.”
The pressure on the side of my head doubled. I had to remind myself that Jack was no good for me. He was here now, but he would run off soon and pretend as if nothing happened.
Like, there was nothing between us.
“Jack …” I swallowed, licked my lips, and then said, “You’re the one who wants to pretend like there’s nothing between us.”
“You make it impossible,” he answered, his voice a shred of a whisper, and it faded into a wisp that rattled my heart inside its cage, and almost made me writhe on the bed.
He hadn’t even touched me yet and I was melting for him. His face drew closer to mine till I felt his hot breath whispering against my skin.
My lids fluttered close before I could control them, and he touched my chin with his hand, then slowly inched towards me. I parted my lips and held my breath while waiting for his kiss, but it didn’t come.
He withdrew and my eyes snapped open. “Get dressed, love … there’s much to do in the city of Jeddah,” he said, then got on his feet and winked at me.
“What do you mean?”
“The sheikh has organized a tour for us. It’ll be just you and me in the rising heat of the Middle East. I’m sure we’ll have fun.”
Jack walked away from me and went into the bathroom. He didn’t come out until some minutes later, and when he did, his hair was dampened from his recent shower and the droplets of water that glistened on his skin made him look even more delicious to me.
While he dried his hair with his towel, I gaped at him and enjoyed the flexing muscles of his well-defined arms and back.
Jack turned to me, and I quickly averted my eyes from him at the same time before I got on my feet. I walked towards the bathroom, but Jack stopped me by grabbing my waist and pulling me to him.
He didn’t give me the chance to react. His lips crashed down on mine and he kissed me senseless till my breath snatched and my head swooned. My pulse was spiraling out of control, but his taste and his scent were all that mattered. He nibbled on my lower lip, teased my tongue with his, and then brushed his nose over mine.
“Don’t tease me like you did last night again. Or I promise you, I won’t be able to hold back.”
Jack released me and walked out of the room into the adjoining living room of our en-suite space. I stayed in one spot for a long time, trying to find the strength to move again, because his kiss had completely shattered my control.
When I finally finished my shower and got dressed in simple jean shorts with a crop top and kimono tossed over my shoulders, I joined Jack in the living room so we could begin our tour.
Westoodinfrontof a water fountain and listened to the tour guide giving details about the holy city of Jeddah. Jack had his fingers linked with mine, and even though the sheikh’s men followed us since the start of our tour, he kept his composure and acted like nothing else mattered but me and our time together.
“Having fun?” he asked me as we began strolling around the museum with the tour guide. He showed us the old coins and displays of Islamic manuscripts, weaponry, and Islamic attires on display.
I especially loved listening to the cultural stories of their gods and beliefs. When we finished with the museum, we walked down the street while holding hands, and decided to try out the local food store at the corner.
“Sure you can handle it?” Jack asked me with a testing smile as we stared at the kabsa we had ordered.
“You kidding me? I should be worried about you. You’re the one who always has cereal for breakfast and pizza for dinner,” I reminded him, and we both chuckled.
I remembered Jack liked to eat light, and it was crazy considering his size was twice mine and he worked out a lot. He tried his best to look casual with the way he styled his shirt so, he left it untucked from his pants.
