The Sheikh's Diamond (Sheikh's Wedding Bet Series Book 1) (12 page)

“The wedding was very nice,” he said, his voice lower than before.

“Yeah. It was beautiful, if I do say so myself.”

“Amare looked very happy with his choice of a bride.” Nassir continued to watch her, his face unreadable.

“Why wouldn’t he be happy? They’re in love.”

“Marriage is not only for love.”

And there it was. She’d wondered where his pompousness had gone. Janna shook her head, “No. Marriage
is
love.”

He leaned in closer, and her breath hitched. Close enough for her to smell his cologne—spice and sandalwood and something else indefinably him. “Do you have a business card?”

Momentarily flustered by the nearness of him, her normally ordered thoughts scattered. “Um, a business card? Are you getting married soon?”

“Yes.”

Of course he was. Time for the butterflies flitting around her stomach to go back in their cage. She pulled out one of her cards from the small evening bag she carried and handed it to him. “I didn’t realize you were engaged. Have you been together long?”

“No. We only met recently, but I’m positive she is the one. The woman I wish to marry.”

All righty then.

Their fingers brushed as he took the card from her and an electric jolt zinged up her arm and into her bloodstream from the contact. Her heart raced and his dark gaze fell to her lips.

Nassir inched closer, as if…

His phone rang again, and he cursed. “Excuse me, but I must take this call.” He rose and tucked her business card into his pocket. “Janna, it was a pleasure meeting you. Thank you for speaking with me.”

He walked away, his phone to his ear, and Janna sat there and watched him leave. For some weird reason, she missed his presence. As if her world felt somewhat emptier without him.

Silly, considering he was practically married and the last thing she needed were more complications.

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