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I didn’t make it far before I heard the first hushed whisper somewhere around the hallway. It was dead quiet, and I suspected dinner was over.
So why hasn’t Jack returned?
I remembered being asked to leave the dinner table the other day, and I wondered if it was a usual thing around here to have secret meetings after eating tofu, or whatever that white stuff they served at dinner was.
The hallway smelled of jasmine, probably from the candles they lit all over the place.
“The deal is in three days; you can’t screw it up now or else the sheikh will blow your brains with one of the guns he’s trying to get. You know how he gets, especially when he feels suspicious about something.”
“The American stays,” the second man whispered. “He stays no matter what, and we will reconsider this once the deal is done. You don’t want to go against the sheikh’s wishes, trust me.”
I froze in my tracks, and as I lowered my feet to the next stair, I heard a creak that echoed loud through the hallway.
What is this I’m hearing? Guns? Dealing?
Too scared to make a sound, I turned to head back to my bedroom, but the stairs creaked again. I was sure that caught the attention of whoever was speaking in the hallway.
Not wanting to wait and find out, I raced back into my room, quickly closed the door shut, and locked it. My chest heavily panted now, and the buildup of pressure threatened to cut off my air supply.
I didn’t know what to think or do as I panicked and struggled for air.
Unable to stay still because of the jerky movements coursing through me, I got on my feet again and began to pace. One finger rested on my lip, and I played back all I had overheard in my head.
I probably misheard, right?
Someone pulled on the door just then and I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard the reverberations. I hesitated to open the door, wondering if it were the men I overheard.
The last thing I wanted to do was get Jack in trouble.But does he know the sheikh deals arms?How much of this is Jack involved in?
The bang on the door came again and this time, Jack’s voice followed.
I opened up. Once he was in the room, I shut the door behind us, and I turned to him. “What the hell, Jack, what’s your deal about? Because just now I overheard some guys speaking about guns and the sheikh being suspicious and …”
Jack closed the distance between us in a split second and silenced me with a kiss. His tongue slipped into my mouth and it took control of my senses and everything else. It happened so fast, but it was so hot and unlike anything I have ever done before.
And this is not real.The words came to remind me this was all an act.
I was pressed into his body as his hands roamed my back and squeezed my behind so I could grind my hips against his. From fervent passion to slow burning need, soon our tongues were sliding and matching each other’s rhythm.
He cupped my chin and made me step on my tiptoes to meet his lips. I drowned in the desire that coursed through me, and I shoved my hands under his shirt to enjoy the feel of his taut muscles.
Jack stopped me when my hands touched his nipples, seizing my wrists and drawing away from me. “There’s a camera in the room,” he whispered into my ear, and kissed the side of my neck till he got to my earlobes and nibbled on them.
“Wait … what?” I croaked. I didn’t hear him well because of all the sensations I was fighting at once, and it took him repeating the sentence for me to understand him.
“There’s a camera in the room,” he answered at a slower pace, then slowly nodded. “Pretend to be into this, and I’ll take you to the bathroom, turn on the shower and we’ll talk. No one will hear us in there.”
Right.
My head spun as he lifted me off the ground, and my hands swooped around his neck because it was all I could manage. He carried me into the bathroom and dropped me in the bath, then turned on the shower so the sound drowned our voices.
His lips hovered close to mine for a bit, and my hands stayed on his chest as I continued panting. Neither of us said anything, and we kept staring deep into each other’s eyes while Jack breathed deeply through his nose.
Jack was close to me now, but I suddenly felt like he was far away. He stared at my lips, then at the rest of my dinner dress soaked in water. He came close to kissing me again, but he stopped and instead nuzzled the side of my neck, then he looked at me again.
“Goodness Jack, just kiss me,” I blurted before I could say anything else.
“What?”
