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A sudden weariness swept through her.
Yes.
A lie down was what she needed.
Then she'd see how things seemed later.
Grace went into the bedroom and got under the thin cover.
And, as she fell asleep, there was one image in her mind that just wouldn't go away. It was the expression on Qazim's face when she'd told him about the baby.
How could she describe that look?
One word came to mind. A word that made her turn over and groan quietly to herself.
Joy.
Qazim's face had been filled with pure and absolute joy. And, because of that, Grace knew that the decision she'd have to take would be the most difficult one she'd ever taken.
Mercifully, sleep claimed her within minutes of her lying down.
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Qazim instructed his driver to take him back to his apartment. On the way, Qazim thought about what had happened.
What was Grace going to choose to do?
Qazim leaned back on the leather seat and ran a hand through his hair. He felt nervous. He wasn't used to not being in control. And in this instance he was most certainly not in control.
But that was the way it should be. The decision was Grace's. She had to be free to make her own mind up about what was best. All Qazim could do was make it absolutely clear to her that he could offer her and the baby complete security. A loving home. Even if Qazim and Grace would have to enter into what would really be a marriage of convenience.
Grace had been right about that. An arranged marriage seemed so old-fashioned. It was something Qazim wouldn't have believed he'd be involved in.
Not in a million years.
Of course, his father had tried to marry him off on one occasion a few years ago. But Qazim had resisted that. The proposed bride had been from the family of close friends of his father.
Qazim had known Elena for a long time. But she just wasn't the right woman for him. Certainly not someone he could contemplate marriage to, let alone having children with the pleasant but uninspiring woman.
That couldn't be said of Grace. She was everything he had ever dreamed of in a woman. Feisty, spirited, beautiful and strong. Grace was in an entirely different league to every other woman Qazim had been with.
He sighed quietly, and thought of Grace. He thought of the life that was growing inside her. A life they had created with their love and passion.
Love?
Certainly, Qazim told himself firmly.
He loved Grace. Had done since very soon after they'd met. It hadn't taken long for him to discover the depths of her personality, and the more he'd learned about her, the more he'd felt a longing, a deep attraction that had transformed how he felt every moment of the day.
Grace had changed everything for Qazim. She'd shown him how empty his life had been for such a long time. Of course, his family had been trying to tell him just that for years. But, Qazim had ignored them all, determined to enjoy his life to the maximum. To get the most out his twenties.
But now, was it time to really settle down?
He smiled in the darkness of the limo.
Maybe that wouldn't be so bad, he thought. Especially with someone like Grace.
Their connection was powerful and very real. He'd felt it every time they'd made love.
