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She cannot become Zahir's wife out of duty and endure a loveless union; she must let him go free but on one condition. Without taking Angele's hand in marriage, will the proud sheikh agree to give her the wedding night she has long dreamed of?
192 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published September 1, 2011
An all time favourite, one that I've read half a dozen times. Angele, the h, is a woman after my heart.
But that had been before today, when she’d received a packet of pictures of Zahir in the mail.
The next photo showed Zahir kissing the same busty blonde, though this time she was wearing a tiny bikini as they lounged beside a private pool.
Zahir did not think this woman was a child. No, Elsa Bosch was everything a man was looking for in a lover. Extravagantly beautiful, voluptuous, experienced. Angele winced at her own assessment, knowing she was none of those things.
She’d been waiting ten years. Ten years. A decade in which she’d never dated, not even attending her high-school prom because she’d considered herself taken. She’d had male friends in college, but none that she’d allowed to see her as anything but a study-buddy.
Unlike her own father, Zahir had been discreet in his relationship with Elsa Bosch. But the fact was: he’d had one.
These photos showed a great deal of skin, but even more passion. And happiness. Zahir’s happiness.
“I will not lie. Our association was measured in years, not days.”
To watch Zahir find joy in the arms of other women as her father had done over and over again? Angele wasn’t about to go that route.
He had foolishly allowed his emotions to get involved. So, when he’d discovered he was not her only lover, he had been hurt. And he was still angry with himself for being that vulnerable.
“You are telling me…that you loved her.”
“It does not matter. Ms. Bosch and I are finished.” “But you loved her, didn’t you?” “That is not something I’m ever going to discuss with you.”
Of course, Elsa would not have been untouched when Zahir began seeing her; his former mistress would have had liaisons with other men.
“And I am not the one regretting that choice.” “You would be if Elsa hadn’t slept around. You’d be wishing you could marry her right now.”
“I misjudged the character of two important women in my life.”
“There was a time when you were nothing but pleased to be my intended.” “It’s going to sound trite, but I grew up.”
Angele saw no evidence that Zahir’s feelings toward her had grown romantically. She didn’t consider his courtship in that light. It was a politically expedient tactic that might be working, but wasn’t fooling her where it counted.