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chapter 13
She cast a guilty look behind them, struggling to find a reason to resist his alluring suggestion. "Prince is there,"she remembered with a relieved gasp, prompting the dog to lift his head at the sound of his name and loose an ear-splitting "woof".
"There's plenty of room. He can scrunch up, or hop into the front seat and watch..."
"I don't think so," she began repressively. Her honey skin became even more flushed under his sultry gaze as she realised he was only teasing. He had never meant her to take his suggestion seriously. She tried to hide her chagrin by adding smoothly, "He might be traumatised for life."
"I might be traumatised if we don't," muttered Asad, rolling his hips and tugging at the denim to ease the con stricted front of his jeans. To her embarrassment zoya realised that he hadn"t even undone his seat belt...she was the one who had been doing all the writhing and squirming.
"I should have remembered you don"t like making love where there"s any chance of being caught in flagrante," he continued to needle, "but I thought you said you wanted some thing different. Now I see you're all talk and no action." He switched on the engine and put his hand on the automatic gear-shift, shifting it out of park in preparation to pull back out onto the road.
Trust him to reduce her demand to the lowest common de nominator"sex. Two could play at that game!
zoya stopped fishing under her bottom for the end of her seat belt and grabbed the collar of his shirt, jerking his head down and around so that she could stretch over and plant a deep, soulful kiss on his unsuspecting lips, using her tongue to glide her way into the slippery recesses of his hot mouth.
At the same time, she ran her flat hand firmly down the front of his shirt to the buckle of his jeans. She felt the tension in his stomach and knew he thought she was going to keep on sliding her hand down until it cupped the bulging denim pushing out the zip. Instead she increased the pressure on her hand and thrust it between the denim band and loose hang of his shirt, reaching into the tight space between jeans and skin at the apex of his strong thighs. She felt an electrifying jolt go through his entire body, his shocked jaw sagging open to her exploring mouth as she fanned her fingers out over the silky distension in his briefs, tracing the rigid tip of his erection, feeling it pulse against her circling thumb.
He groaned, his hips lifting, the lunging twist of his chest towards her engaging the locking mechanism of his seat belt, trapping him at the mercy of her exploring touch. He was about to wrench himself free when she cruelly broke off the kiss.
"What I want different is for me to dictate the choices," she purred. "And what I choose now is to go home and have a cheese and pickle sandwich for lunch, so"carry on, driver!" And with one last, wicked little tease of his straining manhood she was withdrawing her hand from his pants when another car tooted past, briefly slowing as it drew alongside, this time a big, sturdy, dust-laden four-wheel drive. When Asad had finished cursing a blue streak at her actions he looked over at zoya, buckled into her seat belt and sitting primly upright looking serenely ahead, her hands folded in her lap.
"You"re as red as a poppy," he discovered.
She could imagine. She could imagine far too much, that was her trouble, she thought, smoothing her hair nervously behind her ear.
"the seat was so high up...do you think the driver could see what I was doing?" she couldn"t help asking.
Asad laughed so hard that zoya refused to speak to him all the way back to The Beach, but it was hard to act cool and dignified when you had been spied with your hand down a man"s pants! It didn"t seem fair that her foolish attempt at revenge had rebounded so embarrassingly on herself. Or that she had found it so unexpectedly arousing to toy with Asad in that scandalous way on the open roadside. If zoya was hauled up on a charge of public indecency her mother would have fifty fits"and probably recommend hard time in the slammer!
Even Prince seemed to be having a sly laugh at her expense as he punctuated Asad"s continuing chuckles.
zoya apologised stiffly to Asad for the disruption to his day. "I hope I haven't put you and Tanveer too far behind in your schedule by dragging you away from your writing for so long," she said, and beat a hasty retreat as his lingering smirk turned to a moody frown.
It wasn"t until she'd forced down a cheese and pickle sandwich in order not to make even more of a liar of herself that she remembered the scallops she had left in the front seat of her car.
She went to fetch them and stowed them on the bottom shelf of the fridge. Then, worried they might have already gone off by sitting for more than an hour in the hot sun, she took them out to put them to the sniff test. They seemed fine, but to risk eating spoiled seafood was foolish when any toxic reaction had the potential to hurt her baby. Anyway, she had gone off the idea of a dinner party, she thought as she wrapped the scallops in newspaper and placed them in the rubbish bin outside the kitchen door.
So she was stunned when, later that afternoon, Asad knocked at her door and asked her over for dinner, hastening to add that he wasn't doing the cooking.
"Tanveer"s going to do scallops"she always insists on doing the cooking when she's here; it"s the only way she claims she can get a decent meal," he said, unknowingly rubbing salt in her wounds.
"I don't think I""
"It's in the nature of a farewell dinner. Tanveer goes back home tomorrow." The casualness of his words were belied by the sensuous awareness in his eyes. Tomorrow one source of upheaval between them would be gone. Tanveer would go back to her husband and Asad would...what? Retreat? Or advance?
"She'd really like you to come," he said, strolling back to the verandah steps and turning to say, "And so would I."
"The two women in your life at the same table?" she said drily, following him out.
"I quail," he admitted, but with a slight smile that was in finitely reassuring.
So much so that zoya decided to take the gamble: "Or are there perhaps a few other women in your life that we should invite, to forestall any future confusion about who fits exactly where?"
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