arm and sob out the whole horrific story and beg him to take care of the situation. She thought she was safe here, had thought she’d gotten far enough away that they couldn’t find her. But now they had her cell phone and she’d confirmed her identity by answering it without a thought, giving them her location.
“Thank you. I’ll make sure to call you.”
He walked away then. He was too tempted to pull her into his arms and kiss her until she was delirious enough to tell him what was bothering her. He shook his head as if that could actually happen. She seemed a bit too logical for any man to be able to make her delirious. He tossed the papers onto his desk and ran a hand through his hair. Something was wrong and he wanted to protect her but he didn’t understand the problem. It drove him crazy to not know.
Picking up his phone, he dialed his head of security. “A call just came in to Dana Miller’s cell phone. Find out who it came from and let me know,” he ordered.
Dana enjoyed the morning sun on her face and rolled over on her bed, luxuriating in the fact that she could do so. It had been a painfully hard week but today was Sunday and she didn’t have to work. She was going to relax today and pretend that the calls hadn’t happened, that the man at the other end of the phone a few days ago hadn’t really found her and that she was a completely free and normal person who finally had day off and was loving the unexpected liberty.
Deep inside, she accepted that she truly loved her new job. And her feelings for her boss were a wee bit inappropriate.
She snuggled under the covers and groaned. Okay, they were more than a wee bit inappropriate. She was fascinated by the man. Now that she sat in on meetings with him, she understood both the power he wielded as well as the enormous responsibility he had for his people and this country. And it was a responsibility he took very seriously.
He was fair, but wouldn’t let other countries take advantage of his people and he worked extremely hard to make sure Odar’s growth continued and his goals were met. She might be exhausted from the work schedule, but every time she felt tired, she looked over at Hassan and knew that he worked even harder than she did and had much longer hours. She arrived early each morning for work and left late, but no matter what time she got to her desk, he was already sitting at his own and there were several notes on her desk with instructions, which meant he’d been up earlier than she was, and had most likely worked later than her the previous night.
There were many social events coming up next week so she hoped he would take some time to relax and enjoy the events. The man worked much too hard, she thought and pushed the pillows behind her back.
She’d heard him laugh twice this week. And that sound had been so wonderful, it had made her stomach quiver with excitement and her heart had melted slightly. She was definitely getting too emotionally involved and would have to work to keep things in perspective. This was a sheik, a ruler who had a great deal of responsibility and didn’t need her puppy love to get in the way of his daily routines.
Ever since that day when he’d held her in his arms, she’d wondered what it would be like to be held by him in different ways. Inappropriate ways. Her heart raced as she pictured Hassan slowly undressing her and making love to her. She wished she had permission to touch his muscular body and explore….stop it! This was getting completely out of hand, she told herself sternly. She was his executive assistant, nothing more!
Her new cell phone rang and she picked it up, glancing once more at the phone number. She sighed and bit her lower lip, worrying about the fact that whoever was on that phone number had called her cell phone about ten times over the past several days. This wasn’t someone who just kept dialing the wrong phone number. Or was she being silly? Could someone just keep on trying the number? The message that answered was a computer and not her own voice so if they were calling erroneously, they’d never know