Page 29 of The Sheikh's Defiant Girlfriend

He smiled, and his smile grew as his gaze skimmed her body. Her T-shirt was approaching threadbare, and she knew he could tell she didn’t have anything on under it. She cleared her throat, and his attention popped back up to her face. He had the grace to look embarrassed at being caught evaluating herassets.

“What are you doing here?” Soraya asked. His eyes started to wander again, so she closed the door in his face. “Wait here while I change,” she called to him, intending to run and get dressed, but Amir pushed back against the door and walked in anyway, ignoring her instructions.

“I came to see you,” Amir said. She ran her hand through her hair in agitation and reached for a ponytail holder or headscarf, or even a hat, but Amir stopped her. “You’re beautiful. Leave it.”

Soraya looked at him as if he were crazy. He smiled at her and kissed her on the cheek.

“You shouldn’t be here,” she said, stepping away from him.

He shrugged. “I know it’s not proper for me to come here. And I know you’ve told me to stop just turning up. But I only want to be where you are, Soraya.”

“Have you always gotten everything you’ve wanted the moment you want it?”

“Most things.”

“Well, you’re going to have to get used to disappointment. I don’t have to cater to you. And I don’t plan to.”

“So you aren’t going to offer me something to drink?”

Soraya rolled her eyes and frowned at him. Amir laughed and went to the kitchen himself. He opened the fridge and looked inside. Soraya’s jaw dropped. She couldn’t believe how free he was behaving in her house. He took out a can of soda and turned to the cabinets.

“Do you have any good snacks?”

“Get out of my cabinets,” Soraya ordered. Amir smiled and walked over to her.

“You don’t like me being so far away from you?” he asked with a cheeky grin.

“I don’t like you poking your nose where it doesn’t belong.” Soraya narrowed her eyes. Amir put the can on the table and stepped close to her. Before she could say anything else, Amir silenced her with a kiss. She melted in his arms. He was a devil, giving her exactly what she’d been longing for since the night of the wedding. He wrapped his arms around her, broke the kiss, and stared at her.

“Why are you always staring at me?” Soraya asked.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he said. Soraya tucked her hair behind her ear. He took her hand and kissed it. “I don’t want another man touching what is mine,” he said.

“And what do you think is yours?”

“This,” Amir said, putting a hand to her cheek. Soraya raised an eyebrow. His hand traveled down her neck to rest between her breasts. “And this,” he added.

She let out a little moan, wanting to protest this claiming. But his touch felt too good. He ran his hand over her ass. Just as he was going around her hip, the doorbell rang. Soraya cleared her throat and went to open the door.

“Malik!” She was not expecting to see him.

“Hello, little sister.” He gave her a quick hug and walked into the house. He stopped in his tracks when he saw Amir. Oh, this could not get any worse. Soraya was more aware than ever of how she was dressed and how she must look, bedhead and all.

Amir raised his eyebrows at her brother, whose face was turning red with rage.

“Malik, this—” Before Amir could finish speaking, Malik punched him.

“You slept with my sister?” Malik shouted.

Soraya cried out as Amir rubbed his jaw and clenched his fist. He took a step forward as if to retaliate, but Soraya grabbed his arm and held him back.

“Stop it, both of you!”

“You know what he’s like, Soraya,” Malik said. “Why would you allow him into your home—it’s completely inappropriate—let alone get into a relationship with him?”

“You don’t have any say in who I spend my time with, Malik.” Soraya put her hands on her hips and faced off with her older brother. “I am an adult, and I choose for myself.”

“But you know what he’s like!” Malik repeated. He ran his hand through his hair and paced. She had never seen him this angry, and Amir was hisfriend. How would her brother react if she dated someone he didn’t know? “I’m your brother. It’s my job to watch out for you.”

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