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felt herself falling.
But then she felt his arms grip her tightly, and pull her up. She felt his breath on her cheek as his face came closer to hers.
And then, just like that, he was kissing her. His lips were soft, but fervent. She felt herself melting into him, like the soft pull of the honey liquor. It felt irresistible. Before she knew it, the chorus of doubt in her mind had faded away to nothing, leaving only the two of them, standing there in the moonlight, arms around one another, their hearts entwined.
NINE
She woke up slowly. Softly. It happened so gradually that Lucie didn’t even realize what was happening at first. She was only dimly aware of a lightening around her, and the way she began to feel her face and body bathed in soft sunlight.
Her eyelids fluttered open, and then closed again. She’d never done that before. All her life she’d been catapulting herself out of bed, driven by a great big list of things she needed to learn that day.
But today was different. Today, she felt too warm, too pleased and satisfied to feel there was anything that needed to be done so badly that it would mean getting out of this bed.
She reached her arm out, wanting to feel Abdul’s skin. She’d spent the whole of the night feeling him close to her, luxuriating in how it felt to have his heart beating so deeply and strongly so close to her ear.
But she didn’t feel him there.
She reached out, trying to find him in the huge bed, cluttered with a soft mess of sheets and blankets. But still, she found nothing.
A seed of panic began to form, bringing imperfection into what had been, until then, the best morning of her life. She opened her eyes and began looking around, searching for the man she had been certain would be there when she woke.
“Ah, you’re awake.”
Relief flooded through her as Abdul walked towards her, straightening his tie. Lucie grinned; it seemed like such a common, domestic thing for him to be doing after what had felt like such an uncommon, mysterious ride these last few hours.
“You’re already dressed,” she observed as he walked over to her.
He didn’t answer, only leaned over and planted a kiss on her lips.
No sooner had their lips parted she lifted her face up again to his, stealing a second kiss where he had offered one.
He smiled. “I am,” he said. His voice sounded like sadness was trying to poke its way through, but couldn’t quite make it.
“I have some business in the capital that I need to attend to. There are some people who wish to oppose one of my new initiatives… nothing unexpected. I’d have scheduled it for another time if I’d known there was going to be somewhere I’d rather be today.”
He was sitting on the edge of the bed now. It felt like they had felt the day before. So close. But he had to go.
She laughed, and pushed him gently. “Go! Go meet your men. You’re going to make me late to the dig site, anyway. The storm has passed, hasn’t it?”
“It has. I’ll meet you there later, yes? I’m sure I’m due for a tour.”
He kissed her again, and then reluctantly stood. Lucie brought a hand up to her own face. She was grinning from ear to ear. It hurt a little bit, but she couldn’t stop.
“I can’t wait to show you round,” she said.
And, just like that, he slipped out the door, and Lucie was alone in the royal suite.
Now that the Sheikh had gone, there was nothing to keep her in the hazy little bubble she’d woken into. She felt the energy and the excitement for her work building up in her again, and practically had to stop herself from jumping out of bed. If anything, the joy that her night with the Sheikh had brought her only made her more excited to get back to the site.
She walked quickly to her room. It all looked much different now, in the light, than it had when they’d stumbled back there, arms around each other. She was a little
But then she felt his arms grip her tightly, and pull her up. She felt his breath on her cheek as his face came closer to hers.
And then, just like that, he was kissing her. His lips were soft, but fervent. She felt herself melting into him, like the soft pull of the honey liquor. It felt irresistible. Before she knew it, the chorus of doubt in her mind had faded away to nothing, leaving only the two of them, standing there in the moonlight, arms around one another, their hearts entwined.
NINE
She woke up slowly. Softly. It happened so gradually that Lucie didn’t even realize what was happening at first. She was only dimly aware of a lightening around her, and the way she began to feel her face and body bathed in soft sunlight.
Her eyelids fluttered open, and then closed again. She’d never done that before. All her life she’d been catapulting herself out of bed, driven by a great big list of things she needed to learn that day.
But today was different. Today, she felt too warm, too pleased and satisfied to feel there was anything that needed to be done so badly that it would mean getting out of this bed.
She reached her arm out, wanting to feel Abdul’s skin. She’d spent the whole of the night feeling him close to her, luxuriating in how it felt to have his heart beating so deeply and strongly so close to her ear.
But she didn’t feel him there.
She reached out, trying to find him in the huge bed, cluttered with a soft mess of sheets and blankets. But still, she found nothing.
A seed of panic began to form, bringing imperfection into what had been, until then, the best morning of her life. She opened her eyes and began looking around, searching for the man she had been certain would be there when she woke.
“Ah, you’re awake.”
Relief flooded through her as Abdul walked towards her, straightening his tie. Lucie grinned; it seemed like such a common, domestic thing for him to be doing after what had felt like such an uncommon, mysterious ride these last few hours.
“You’re already dressed,” she observed as he walked over to her.
He didn’t answer, only leaned over and planted a kiss on her lips.
No sooner had their lips parted she lifted her face up again to his, stealing a second kiss where he had offered one.
He smiled. “I am,” he said. His voice sounded like sadness was trying to poke its way through, but couldn’t quite make it.
“I have some business in the capital that I need to attend to. There are some people who wish to oppose one of my new initiatives… nothing unexpected. I’d have scheduled it for another time if I’d known there was going to be somewhere I’d rather be today.”
He was sitting on the edge of the bed now. It felt like they had felt the day before. So close. But he had to go.
She laughed, and pushed him gently. “Go! Go meet your men. You’re going to make me late to the dig site, anyway. The storm has passed, hasn’t it?”
“It has. I’ll meet you there later, yes? I’m sure I’m due for a tour.”
He kissed her again, and then reluctantly stood. Lucie brought a hand up to her own face. She was grinning from ear to ear. It hurt a little bit, but she couldn’t stop.
“I can’t wait to show you round,” she said.
And, just like that, he slipped out the door, and Lucie was alone in the royal suite.
Now that the Sheikh had gone, there was nothing to keep her in the hazy little bubble she’d woken into. She felt the energy and the excitement for her work building up in her again, and practically had to stop herself from jumping out of bed. If anything, the joy that her night with the Sheikh had brought her only made her more excited to get back to the site.
She walked quickly to her room. It all looked much different now, in the light, than it had when they’d stumbled back there, arms around each other. She was a little
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