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I wanted to know if she would believe me, but of course, Nina was clueless.
When she burst into a fit of laughter, I joined, and we both laughed for some seconds before I cleared my throat and said, “Sports outfits. The sheikh happens to be interested in bringing his brand to the country, and I’m interested in partnering with him. It turns out, I have the trust of the American citizens with my chain of businesses.”
“Is it your first time trying to partner with him?”
“Yes,” I answered. “But we have met a few times, so I am quite familiar with him.”
I picked up my tablet, opened it, and scrolled to a picture. “Sheikh Zayed Al-Mufti—some say he’s the richest in the entire country. He’s invested in the US market, owns shares in multi-billion-dollar insurance and banking companies … and what’s interesting is that he’s married to an American. The second wife, though,” I explained.
“This sheikh,” Nina muttered as she stared at the picture of the man. “He looks fierce.”
“He is fierce and dangerous,” I told her in a low voice. “Dangerously good at business deals. If I’m not careful, he might rip me off,” I joked.
“No one can rip you off, though, can they? You’re incredibly good at what you do.”
“I am,” I answered, then smiled a little. “That’s a compliment from Nina, I feel like basking in this moment.”
“Don’t bother; it won’t last,” she told me and made me laugh for a bit.
It felt good to sit and talk with her like this. In the six long years that had passed between us, not once did I not miss her. Most times, it felt as if she never wanted to return to Denver. Other times, it felt like she wanted to, but she just didn’t want to see me. Either way, I knew that our one night had changed things between us.
We still bickered, sure, but there was something else in the air surrounding us now, and it was definitely hotter than ever.
“So, is there anything about you that I need to know?” she asked as she toyed with the ring on her finger. “Scandals in Jeddah? Paparazzi looming somewhere to take pictures of us together?”
“It’s the Middle East, not Hollywood,” I answered her with a smile. “There are no paparazzi, but there will be parties, lots of them, so get ready.”
“I’m all for parties,” she said. “I’m a great dancer.”
“I know you are; I remember too well.” My reply came out before I could stop myself. Nina had turned to me now, and her captivating blue eyes merged with mine. The heat sizzling at the moment then made my breath hitch in my throat, and I blew out air from my lips to diffuse my insides from heating up.
“You remember?” she asked. Was it just me, or had her tone dropped a notch?
I nodded my next reply. “You used to dance whenever you came to the club.”
I always watched Nina back then, my eyes keen on her like a hawk’s. This craving for her did not start on that first night. It had always been there, and her defiance of me just made it worse.
“I didn’t know,” she said as she looked at my lips, too. Then she tilted her head to one side and added, “I never noticed.”
The air carried her words to me like a whoosh. I saw her lower lip quiver, and her chest rose high as she dragged in a deep breath.
The tension in the air snapped, and I realized I was inching closer to her, unable to deny this craving building inside me.
“Nina?” I questioned in a silky tone that I couldn’t even hear properly. She held my gaze as I put a hand on her chin and gently tilted it forward. The question was clear. I wanted to taste her lips, and I needed her to let me.
“Jack,” she answered in a sultry tone, and it was all the “yes” I needed.
My lips closed over hers, and just like that, every memory from that night came flooding back with tremendous effect. Her lips were soft, moist, and just as delicate as I remembered.
She parted for me, and my tongue took charge of the dance. Nina kissed me back slowly. Her lips curled over mine, parted, and then repeated the motion from the start. I was losing track of time and reason.
This was better than what I spent nights dreaming about. It was better than the memories, and the flush of heat pooling and stirring my nerves alive also brought my hardness to a heated stance.
My entire body hardened. My right hand moved to the back of her head, and I held her steady; I needed to feel more of her passionate kiss and hot breath.
I was drowning, and my heart was pounding so fast, I wondered if she could hear its rhythm.
The rocky bounce of the plane made us jerk apart abruptly. Nina yelped as the turbulence hit hard and the lights in the plane began to twitch.
