What the Greek's Money Can't Buy
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He froze and jagged pain slashed his features. ‘Theos, I’m so sorry.’
She kissed him then watched him pile more food on her plate. ‘You have enough there to feed two armies. I can’t possibly eat all of that.’
‘Try. I don’t like hearing that you didn’t eat because of me. I watched my mother wither away from not eating after what my father did to her.’
Pain for him scoured her heart. ‘Oh, Sakis...’
He shook his head. ‘Eat, agapita, and tell me you forgive me.’
‘I’ll forgive you anything if you keep calling me that.’
After she ate more than was good for her, he stretched her out on the rug and pulled the sheepskin throw off her. Kissing his way down her body, he repeated the endearment over and over again, until she sobbed with need for him.
In the aftermath of their love-making, he brushed the tears from her eyes and kissed her lids.
‘I’ve made you cry with happiness and there’re no pancakes in sight. That, agapita, is what I call a result.’
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THE GUEST ELEVATORS at The Chatsfield Hotel London were spacious by any definition, but the confined area felt small to Aaliyah Amari.
‘You’re not very western in your outlook,’ she said, trying to ignore the unfamiliar desires and emotions roiling through her.
‘I am the heart of Zeena Sahra, should my people and their ways not be the center of mine?’
She didn’t like how much his answer touched her. To cover her reaction she waved her hand between the two of them and said, ‘This isn’t the way of Zeena Sahra.’
‘You are so sure?’ he asked.
‘Yes.’
He laughed, the honest sound of genuine amusement more compelling than even the uninterrupted regard of the extremely handsome man.
‘You are not like other women.’
‘You’re the emir.’
‘You are saying other women are awed by me.’
She gave him a wry look and said dryly, ‘You’re not conceited at all, are you?’
‘Is it conceit to recognize the truth?’
She shook her head. Even arrogant, she found this man irresistible and had the terrible suspicion he knew it, too.
Unsure how she got there, she felt the wall of the elevator at her back. Sayed’s body was so close his outer robes brushed her. Her breath came out on a shocked gasp.
He brushed her lower lip with his fingertip. ‘Your mouth is luscious.’
‘This is a bad idea.’
‘Is it?’ he asked, his head dipping towards hers.
‘Yes. I’m not part of the amenities.’
‘I know.’ His tone rang with sincerity.
‘I don’t do elevator romps,’ she clarified, just in case he didn’t get it.
Something flared in his dark gaze and Sayed stepped back, shaking his head. ‘I apologize, Miss Amari. I do not know what came over me.’
‘I’m sure you’re used to women falling all over you,’ she offered by way of an explanation.
He frowned. ‘Is that meant to be a sop to my ego or a slam against it?’
‘Neither?’
He shook his head again, as if trying to clear it.
She wondered if it worked.
She would be grateful for a technique that brought back her own usual way of thinking, unobscured by this unwelcome and unfamiliar desire.
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WHAT THE GREEK’S MONEY CAN’T BUY
Copyright © 2014 by Maya Blake
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