Page 26 of I Accidentally Married A Sheikh

"And if you find the courage to listen to your instincts as well—-"

Can I?

"You will also see the same truth I do. And that is—-"

A knock sounds on the door.

"Good morning. Room service!"

Chapter Nine

"THIS IS SO GOOD!"

"I'm glad you like it."

"And this, too!"

"And this!"

"And this!"

Zafir reaches for his napkin while I'm speaking, and it feels like I'm watching royalty in motion as he pats his lips before folding it back and placing it on the side of his plate.

He then turns to look at me, and I suddenly feel like the mostgaucheperson ever.

"May I say something?"

"Yes, please."Take that!I can sound just as posh—-

"There is no need to make yourself sick by trying to eat everything."

—-even when he's caught on to what I'm doing.

"Is there something I did to make you nervous around me?"

I lower my fork, torn between relief of not having to gorge myself to death...and guilt over getting busted for something so stupidly childish.

"If I have made you think that I would ever force you to do anything—-"

I shake my head. "It's not that."At all.

Because what I fear is the opposite, and it's how hedoesn'tneed to force me to do anything.

"Will you not at least try to explain?" he asks gently.

"Ican't." Because if I do, I'd die in shame—-aaah!

Zahir suddenly drags my chair close, and I find myself staring straight into his eyes without warning.

"Talk to me,habibti. Listen to what your instincts have to say."

It's a really good suggestion, and so I close my eyes—-

"I don't know what's right or wrong anymore."

—-and let the words simply flow out from my heart.

"Are you saying you have a choice to make?"

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