Unexpectedly Expecting the Sheik's Baby - Elizabeth Lennox Page 0,56

I was greeted by your housekeeper asking me what I would like for breakfast and that your driver was waiting to take me to the airport and your pilot was standing by to fly me home.”

He shrugged. “Is there a problem with that?”

She looked up at him, stunned and horrified. “You really have no idea how that could make a woman feel, do you?”

He shook his head. “I ensured for your safety and wellbeing. What is wrong with that?” he demanded, his confusion increasing. He’d gone out of his way to make sure that she was treated with respect.

“It was rude and insulting!” she snapped back at him, furious that she had to spell it out. “It made me feel insignificant! You were a selfish jerk who was finished with me, so you had your staff get rid of me.”

He shook his head, not sure why she felt that way. “I never said I was finished with you,” he growled right back.

She shook her head, furious right back at him. “You didn’t need to say the words. Your actions spoke for you and I got the message. Loud and clear!”

“Let me get this straight. You were so angry with the fact that I didn’t tell you myself that an issue had come up so you ran off, ignored my letter and phone calls, and forced me to confront you in your place of work.” He stepped even closer. “I have so much respect for you, my dear, that I even invented a legal issue so that you wouldn’t be embarrassed at work!”

Cassy’s mouth fell open. Could he be telling the truth? “You haven’t called me! Not once!”

He rolled his eyes. “I called you many times, with no answer. I even had my assistant call here at work to make sure you arrived home safely after rejecting my pilot’s assistance.”

Those calls! The out of area calls! “Oh no!” she lifted her phone and flipped through the received calls. “Is this your phone number?” she asked, realizing she might have been in the wrong here.

He glanced down. “Yes. That is my number. My personal number, which is why it comes up as ‘out of area’. There are security issues that…” he stopped and looked around, registering that they were talking about sensitive issues in her employer’s conference room. “Wait. We can’t have this conversation here.” He pressed a button on his phone. A moment later, the secret door opened. “Come,” he put a hand to the small of her back. Cassy went with him simply because she didn’t have a choice. The hand to the small of her back propelled her through the secret door regardless of her resistance.

To his aide he said, “Contact her supervisor and come up with some story. Ms. Flemming is coming with me.”

Cassy shook her head. “I can’t just leave with you!” she gasped, stepping out of his reach before they reached the hallway where she’d be lost. She had no idea where that hallway led to or where it came out. This was all so…crazy!

“We’re going to discuss this misunderstanding, Cassandra,” he explained firmly. “We can do it here where one of your co-workers might interrupt and ask uncomfortable questions, or we can do it in a more private setting.”

Cassy looked into his eyes and knew that he wouldn’t accept option C, which was that they go their separate ways. And if she were being completely honest with herself, she wanted to understand what was going on as well. The phone calls and…had that really been Nasir coming out of her building several weeks ago?

He didn’t wait for her to answer her this time. Instead, he led her through the secret entrance. They were whisked down in a private elevator to the parking garage. At least, she assumed it was the parking garage. It looked like it, but this area was shut off from the main parking area. Only a limousine and four black SUVs were parked here. Obviously, this was a private entrance for those clients that needed extra security precautions.

Cassy barely uttered a word when the door to the limousine was closed by his security personnel and the vehicles moved out of the parking garage and into the heavy London traffic.

Within ten minutes, they were in a beautiful hotel suite that was about twenty times the size of her apartment. Maybe even larger.

Looking around at the beautiful views of the city skyline and the expensive furniture, Cassy refused to be impressed. She’d been awed