“He’s too...flip. He’s not serious-minded enough. And he’s not taking this situation seriously. He doesn’t even want to be here.” Aisha let out a long breath. “He’s only participating to get his parents off his back.”
Never mind that she’d been the one to dismiss the idea of a ruling partnership. And never mind that strange twist of disappointment she’d felt when he dismissed the idea of marriage outright. She thought briefly about cancelling the whole week, but that would shame him and his parents, and she didn’t want to burn that bridge. Their two countries had a close relationship, and she would need that alliance someday.
“He’s not the one,” she said again.
Sanaa nodded, apparently getting the hint. “Do you need anything? A drink?”
“I’m fine.” Aisha settled back into her seat and pulled the papers in closer. Anything to kill time. Her highest priority would be to get through the tour as quickly as possible. It was her third time around these sites with a potential husband. With Nadim, it would be an utter waste of time. Far better to get back to work and move on to the next candidate. If they could find him. “Thank you.”
Sanaa went out, and Aisha leaned back in her seat. She pressed her fingertips against her temples. Her assistant had been gone several minutes when it came to her—what she’d wanted to say when Sanaa had first entered the room.
Nadim couldn’t be the one because he was too tempting.
Tempting—that was the word that had been on the tip of her tongue.
He was far too tempting, and she did not have time to give in to temptation.
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Holly Remington can’t believe the burning chemistry she feels with Sheikh Malik Abdul-Rahman. It’s like getting knocked in the head with a baseball bat—except far more pleasant. Though she’s supposed to be all business while her company tries to win a lucrative development contract in the oil-rich country of Qadir, Holly simply can’t stop herself from happily succumbing to his charm. When she’s called back home after her father suffers a stroke, thoughts of her sheikh romance are never far away. It’s only when she’s ready to return to Qadir to continue her work that she discovers Malik gave her more than sexy memories. She’s pregnant—with twins. And when she sees him again, Malik makes it painfully clear he’s not only rejecting her development proposal, he’s not interested in any other formal proposal either. He wants all of her.
But Holly isn’t sure that’s available, or ever will be.
Sheikh Malik has never reacted to another woman like he does Holly. She’s all business—at least in the beginning—and he finds himself oddly compelled to get to know her other side. Intimately. When he finds out she’s pregnant with his children, he find himself wanting her more. But when Holly begins to talk about how she wants to develop his oasis herself—the one that her company had been desperate to buy and the very one his mother loved and hoped one day would belong to Malik’s future wife, he pulls the breaks on their whirlwind romance. How can he love a woman who seems so out of touch with everything he values?
And yet, how can he not love the only woman whose ever touched his soul?
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EXCERPT
Chapter One
“Stunning. Absolutely stunning.”
Malik looked out over the oasis and wracked his brain for the name of the man who stood next to him at the edge of a tent. Whoever he was, he was right—the oasis was perfection. Malik had always thought so, ever since he was a boy. He’d been visiting all his life and still considered it to be the most beautiful place in all Qadir.
That was true even in comparison to all the other properties that belonged to the royal family. Back in the old days—the truly old days—the ruling family had taken a trip around the country once per year, staying at many of their smaller palaces and estates. Some had since been turned into museums. Some were still private vacation getaways.
The oasis was none of those. The jewel in the center of the desert sprung up around a crystal pool fed by an underground reservoir deep beneath the surface. Date palms and green plants surrounded the pool, all of it looking so lush it could have been a mirage on the dunes.
Malik, standing at the edge of the enormous