The Sheikh's Kidnapped Bride (The Sharqi Sheikhs Series Book 3) by Leslie North Read Free Book Online

angry? You were kissing me back just now…”
    Carolyn clenched her teeth and glared at him, “You kissed me without my consent. Now, get out so I can eat my meal and then return to that prison cell of a bedroom.”
    Mahil looked at her and shook his head, “I will leave, but not because you have demanded it. I will leave because you need time to come to terms with the fact that your body craves what I can offer it, even if your mind is running scared. The chemistry between us is not something I am prepared to ignore. You would do well to adjust your thinking around that fact and soon. I can only be patient for so long.”
    Carolyn glared at him and then dropped her gaze, “Just leave, okay? Just leave me alone. I don’t want anything to do with you.”
    “A lie if I’ve ever heard one. You kissed me back. With abandon. Maybe you should dwell on that fact while you eat your meal. Good day.”
    He stormed from the kitchen, doing nothing to camouflage the fact that he was unhappy with her. She’d basically accused him of bringing her home with him to force sexual favors from her.
    That was a huge insult and Mahil fumed as he headed for his library and the bottle of Scotch. A habit that was quickly forming, as he continued to deal with the headstrong female currently in his kitchen.

Chapter 7
     
    Carolyn woke to the sound of insistent knocking. Rolling to her back, she stared at the unfamiliar ceiling as she tried to figure out where she was. Realizing that she was still in Al-Sarid, she sat up with a groan. If nothing else, she was catching up on her sleep, she thought as she yawned.
    Hearing knocking again, she realized what woke her up and called out, “Come in,” and watched as Mahil walked in dressed casually in dark jeans that accentuated his muscular legs and a form-fitting polo shirt.
    She swallowed hard as he walked toward her. She’d spent yesterday and most of this morning trying to get their kiss out of her mind, but it wasn’t working.
    “What do you want now?” she asked him, her tone of voice as unfriendly as she could make it. Never mind the fact that her eyes immediately swept across his body before straying to his strong features, landing on his mouth and sticking there.
    “I thought perhaps you would like to accompany me to the wildlife sanctuary at the back of this property.”
    “Wildlife Sanctuary?” she questioned, somehow the concept not fitting with her perception of the man in front of her.
    “Yes. Second Chance Preserve is a sanctuary that gives refuge and assistance to injured or endangered species.”
    “Like a zoo?” Carolyn questioned him.
    “Not quite. This is a private facility and not open to the public at this time.”
    Carolyn listened to him talk about the animals currently residing there and the more he talked, the more she got a glimpse of a Mahil she’d yet to meet. He had a softer, more caring side that up until now she hadn’t realized existed.
    “How far is it? I can’t seem to find my clothes,” she told him, hoping he would take the open invitation to return her normal clothing to her.
    “I will have clothing and shoes brought to you. So you will come with me?” he asked, eager to share this part of him with her.
    Carolyn nodded her head, thinking that if nothing else, this little fieldtrip might provide her with the means of escaping his control. “Sure. I don’t think I have anything else pressing on my schedule this afternoon,” she replied, narrowing her eyes. 
    She knew she sounded petty, but then again, he’d brought her here and he could damn well deal with her tantrum!
    Mahil didn’t respond to her whining, but opened the door and issued a series of instructions in his own language to whomever was standing in the hallway. Within a few minutes, he was back, a pile of clothing and shoes in his hands.
    “Get dressed and then meet me downstairs. I will wait for you outside.” He handed her the clothing and then gave her a slight bow, “Be