Page 27 of Her Older Sheikh

Mr. Mine is being jealous again.

Hihihi.

I cup his face, and he jerks at my touch.

"If you had just let me speak, I would've told you that the reason I'm fighting back tears is because I'mhappy."

"Bullshit."

"But it's true," I insist. "You're the only man I've ever cared about—-" My voice trails off when Mr. Mine takes hold of my hands before gently lowering them down.

"You say such words easily, my sweet."

"Because it's true."

"And yet you've let that boy touched you."

Uh...oh.

"Did you not?"

He makes me feel defensive, but I choose to go on the offensive instead. "What about you?" I ask archly. "Do you expect me to believe that the whole time we weren't together, you never—-"

"Never."

Uh...oh, 2.0.

I don't waste time making amends, and I apologize in a rush. "My bad. I'm sorry."

"Not good enough, I'm afraid."

The menacingly soft way he's drawled those words out makes me a little nervous, and so I bite my lip and say, "ButRashad—-"

The distraction works like a charm, and Mr. Mine's gaze narrows. "Howdidyou know my name?"

"I heard Dr. Al-Masri use it earlier when he was talking to you."

"You know Adam?"

"I knowofhim." I look at him curiously. "How doyouknow Dr. Al-Masri?"

"We...share the same blood."

"Then...that means you're part Huznan as well?"

"Will it bother you if I say yes?"

I look at him in surprise. "Why should it?"

His gaze turns hooded, and I have a feeling what he's about to say matters a lot to him. "Most people are under the impression that men from...our kingdom are of a certain type."

Understanding dawns, and I look at him with sham terror. "Oh no! I forgot all about that, and now I'm so scared!"

Mr. Mine rolls his eyes.

I wrap my arms around myself in a gesture of self-defense. "Please don't hurt me, sir. Please—-"

His finger is suddenly on my lips, and I shut up in an instant.