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wouldn't have hired you. He needs something, and I'm willing to give it to him. I have a lot on my plate. I have an island that I need to develop and a mother that I need to care for. I don't have time for this charade to continue much longer. Find out what he wants and let me know. I'm sure we can come to some sort of arrangement."
"You're a piece of work," she snorted. "You come here spouting that you're concerned for my safety, and I think that maybe you care enough to put in the effort to make this work, but you don't want to put the work into anything. You simply want results, and you're so cold."
"You're one to talk," he growled back as he stood. "Love solves all? Love doesn't solve anything, Wynifred. Most of the time, it’s the very reason we all have problems. It takes hard work to make a relationship work, and right now, I don't have that kind of time."
Silence descended on them, and Wynifred could only stare at him. They both knew that they weren't talking about him and Haris anymore. At least Wynifred finally had an answer to the burning question inside her.
Rameez did like her.
Not that it mattered. He clearly didn't see anything in her worth fighting for. He was probably only interested in a tumble in the sheets. "You should probably go," she whispered. "I'll see you at dinner tonight."
"Wynifred," he sighed.
"Please don't," she interrupted quickly. "I'll ask Haris to pick me up tonight, so you don't have to worry about anything."
"I'll pick you up," he said gruffly. "You may trust my cousin, but I don't. Whatever his intentions are, they're not pure. I'll be back at seven."
She didn't say anything as he saw himself out. His words had hurt more than she wanted to admit, and she bent down to the counter and cradled her head in her arms.
She was way in over her head, and she had no idea how to dig herself out.
* * *
W hen Rameez arrived to pick Wynifred up, he struggled to find the words that would fill the awkward silence. Once again, she looked stunning, this time in an emerald green dress that draped provocatively over her curves. He had a feeling that telling her she was beautiful would only make things worse. Luckily, Haris had picked a place that was close to where she was staying. "I've got some business that will keep me busy for the next couple of days, but maybe this weekend we could get together," he said finally.
The Khalidizacks were meeting him on the island to discuss its future. Although the land was his, he wanted their input in how it would be developed. A surveyor was also going to meet them to give him an estimate on how much it would cost to clear out the overgrowth. Rameez wanted to leave as much of the island's natural beauty as possible, but the place had been unattended for far too long.
"That's fine," she said stiffly.
They pulled into the parking lot, and Rameez turned off the engine. Unable to help himself, he reached over and lightly touched her thigh. Although he wanted to skim his fingers over her bare skin, he was careful to keep her dress between them. "I need you to know that this is important to me, and that I do respect you. But, I don't see how you can do much to help us. Haris and I are never going to be as we were."
"So what do you want from this?" she asked.
He sucked in his breath and slowly moved his fingers down past her knee so he could finally touch her silky skin. Caught in her gaze, he slowly leaned across the console with every intention of kissing her.
Instead, she put her hand up on his chest and stopped him. "That's not an answer," she whispered. "How many women have you dated, Rameez? Really dated. Took the time to get to know them and actually let them into your life."
It was as if she'd doused cold water on him. Pulling back, he jerked the keys from the ignition. "That's none of your business," he said heatedly. "Come on. Let's get this over with."
Wynifred scowled at him but didn't push the issue. Rather than guiding her in like he
"You're a piece of work," she snorted. "You come here spouting that you're concerned for my safety, and I think that maybe you care enough to put in the effort to make this work, but you don't want to put the work into anything. You simply want results, and you're so cold."
"You're one to talk," he growled back as he stood. "Love solves all? Love doesn't solve anything, Wynifred. Most of the time, it’s the very reason we all have problems. It takes hard work to make a relationship work, and right now, I don't have that kind of time."
Silence descended on them, and Wynifred could only stare at him. They both knew that they weren't talking about him and Haris anymore. At least Wynifred finally had an answer to the burning question inside her.
Rameez did like her.
Not that it mattered. He clearly didn't see anything in her worth fighting for. He was probably only interested in a tumble in the sheets. "You should probably go," she whispered. "I'll see you at dinner tonight."
"Wynifred," he sighed.
"Please don't," she interrupted quickly. "I'll ask Haris to pick me up tonight, so you don't have to worry about anything."
"I'll pick you up," he said gruffly. "You may trust my cousin, but I don't. Whatever his intentions are, they're not pure. I'll be back at seven."
She didn't say anything as he saw himself out. His words had hurt more than she wanted to admit, and she bent down to the counter and cradled her head in her arms.
She was way in over her head, and she had no idea how to dig herself out.
* * *
W hen Rameez arrived to pick Wynifred up, he struggled to find the words that would fill the awkward silence. Once again, she looked stunning, this time in an emerald green dress that draped provocatively over her curves. He had a feeling that telling her she was beautiful would only make things worse. Luckily, Haris had picked a place that was close to where she was staying. "I've got some business that will keep me busy for the next couple of days, but maybe this weekend we could get together," he said finally.
The Khalidizacks were meeting him on the island to discuss its future. Although the land was his, he wanted their input in how it would be developed. A surveyor was also going to meet them to give him an estimate on how much it would cost to clear out the overgrowth. Rameez wanted to leave as much of the island's natural beauty as possible, but the place had been unattended for far too long.
"That's fine," she said stiffly.
They pulled into the parking lot, and Rameez turned off the engine. Unable to help himself, he reached over and lightly touched her thigh. Although he wanted to skim his fingers over her bare skin, he was careful to keep her dress between them. "I need you to know that this is important to me, and that I do respect you. But, I don't see how you can do much to help us. Haris and I are never going to be as we were."
"So what do you want from this?" she asked.
He sucked in his breath and slowly moved his fingers down past her knee so he could finally touch her silky skin. Caught in her gaze, he slowly leaned across the console with every intention of kissing her.
Instead, she put her hand up on his chest and stopped him. "That's not an answer," she whispered. "How many women have you dated, Rameez? Really dated. Took the time to get to know them and actually let them into your life."
It was as if she'd doused cold water on him. Pulling back, he jerked the keys from the ignition. "That's none of your business," he said heatedly. "Come on. Let's get this over with."
Wynifred scowled at him but didn't push the issue. Rather than guiding her in like he
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