Page 2 of I Accidentally Married A Sheikh

In two years, you'll be out of college and moving into my apartment.

Don't you want that?

Because I want that.

I want a future with you, but I need to know you want the same thing, too.

You can't tell me you want it if you won't give it to me.

So what's it gonna be, babe?

Do you want me?

For good?

TEARS ARE ALREADY ROLLINGdown my cheeks when I wake up, but for the first time in days, it's not because of the dream that has been haunting my sleep for the past week.

I'm crying because I'm hurting.

Literally.

It feels like someone's cracked my skull open from within, and...and...why is the room spinning?

Fragments of memories flash in my mind, but my head throbs anew whenever I try to start piecing them together.

Something's wrong.

I don't know what it is.

Or why.

All I know is that somewhere along the way, my life has taken a wrong turn, and—-

"AAAAAAAH!"

A scream spirals out of my throat, and panic exacts a costly price as a fresh wave of pain pounds my head.

Is this...is he...for real?

Am I really in bed with a stranger...who'snaked?

And the moment that truth hits me—-

Ialmostscream again.

Because I've just realized...I'm naked, too.

This isn't happening.

This can't be real.

It can't be.

My gaze snaps back to the stranger.

But all he does is stare at me in silence.

And that's when it hits me.

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