Unexpectedly Expecting the Sheik's Baby - Elizabeth Lennox Page 0,59
you might not understand the rules.”
She pulled away, unaware that her fingers slid over the muscles on his chest. “What are some of the other rules?” she asked, seriously interested.
Amusement and desire lit his eyes. “A woman has to be sensuous,” he kissed her neck again, “beautiful,” he kissed her ear, nibbling slightly and she laughed, “and mine,” he finished and lifted her into his arms.
Cassy knew that something was wrong, but she couldn’t think long enough to figure it out. She was blissfully back in Nasir’s arms and her heart had melted with his explanation. He hadn’t abandoned her. He hadn’t dismissed her from his life. It was all just a misunderstanding!
Chapter 11
Cassy woke up and looked around, startled once again to realize that she was not in her bed. Not in her apartment. And worst of all, she was not alone.
“Oh no,” she gasped and hurried out of bed, as gently as possible so that she didn’t wake Nasir. The morning sickness hit her particularly hard this morning. She’d spoken to her doctor about it on her last prenatal appointment and she’d learned that keeping food in her stomach was actually the best way to avoid morning sickness. Skipping dinner last night had not been a good idea, but she hadn’t been able to think about food while Nasir made love to her over and over again.
She made it to the bathroom just in time. Her baby wasn’t patient this morning and she gripped the toilet with both hands as her stomach heaved and protested last night’s abuse.
When there was nothing left in her stomach, she leaned back against the marble tiles, her body weak and shaking. Good grief, she hated this! The morning sickness was miserable and she hadn’t eaten properly again. She stroked her stomach, thinking about the tiny cells that were forming into her child. She had to do better, she thought.
She slipped her arms into the thick, terrycloth robe that was hanging on the back of the door, tightening the belt around her waist. Soon, she wouldn’t have a waistline and that thought was exciting.
But then she caught her image in the beveled mirror and gasped. She looked horrible! Her face was pale, her lips almost white, her hair was a massive tangle, and her eyes seemed too large for her face. Quickly, she grabbed some mouthwash and tried to tidy her appearance. But when she couldn’t seem to get her hair in any semblance of order, a shower was the only solution. She felt drained, but she knew that showering was essential. Both for her body’s comfort as well as for her state of mind. She couldn’t let Nasir see her like this!
The shower helped her feel human again. She stood under the spray for a long time. She’d just picked up the soap when she heard movement and glanced over. Nasir was standing there, watching her. She gasped and pulled backwards, frantically searching for something to cover her nakedness. “Nasir, you can’t…”
She stopped talking when he laughed softly and moved closer.
“I can’t what?” he asked as he stepped into the glass enclosed shower area. It wasn’t a small space. In fact, there was plenty of room, enough to allow three or four other people to shower at the same time, and no one would feel crowded!
She looked lovely, he thought. She was a bit pale, but he put that down to the fact that he’d kept her up late last night. He couldn’t help it. Every time he thought about her, every time she’d shifted in her sleep, her naked body woke him up and he had to make love to her all over again. If she’d said no, he would have respected her wishes. He was trying to change, knowing she wasn’t like his previous lovers. He didn’t completely understand why or all the different ways that she was different, but the truth was there and, until he grasped the nuances of her differences, Nasir wanted to be wary and careful. He remembered his plan to marry Cassandra, how he’d wanted her to be safe, to learn to shoot and protect herself. He’d forgotten that plan over the past several weeks, too angry with her departure to think beyond punishing her for putting him through hell.
Now he wondered what he could do to get her to abandon the ass that had moved into her life.
“You hurried out of bed,” he growled into her ear as his hands slid down her back.