Both Taleb’s and Amare’s warnings echoed in her head as her brain reminded her that he was not into relationships. Swearing, she got out of the pool and wrapped herself up in her towel before scooping up her swimsuit and stalking back to the house.
This would be the last time she allowed Karim Sharqi near her, she vowed.
Chapter Fifteen
A couple of weeks later, Karim finally decided to take Kim’s advice and update the company’s accounts. While he should have done it when Kim told him; Karim did things on his terms and would not be ordered around by a woman.
Since that one night they had spent together as well as the incident at the pool, it appeared as if Kim was going out of her way to avoid him, which was probably for the best as he still had much work to do. But that didn’t stop him from thinking about her.
He still remembered how soft her skin had felt and how good she tasted. Every time he touched her, she had been so responsive to him. So much so that there were times that he could think of nothing else, but he had too much work to do.
Karim headed out of his home office and walked down the corridor. As he was walking, he spied Kim walking down the hall staring at her phone. She gasped when Karim stood right in front of her.
“You scared me,” she told him, clutching her chest.
“I updated my software,” he said with a smile.
Kim raised her eyebrows. “Well, it took you long enough.” She shook her head.
“Meet me in your room, in five minutes,” he said quietly to her. Kim raised her eyebrows in question. She looked at him and saw a dangerous and dark look. She had seen it in his eyes the night they had sex.
She should tell him no, she told herself, as her mouth answered, “Okay,” cautiously. Kim felt her body heat up and her fingers tingle as she watched Karim walk off. She so badly wanted to follow him straightaway, but Amare and his friends had been complaining about their upcoming exam.
She had told him that she would drop by to answer their questions, so she headed to his study room where she found them sitting around the room with their laptops and books. Kim stepped into the air-conditioned room and approached them.
“Hi guys, I’m here. Let’s get started!” It was only going to take a couple of minutes; she thought to herself. She might as well help them and then go meet Karim. He had not even said why he wanted her to meet him in her room anyway.
“Great!” Amare said to her. He looked so relieved to see her.
“So what do you guys need help with?”
“Here, take a look.” Amare showed her a past exam paper. Kim read the questions and started working through the questions with Amare and his friends.
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Karim paced the room impatiently while he waited for Kim to come to her room. He had told her to meet him in five minutes and it had been much longer than that. He lay on her bed completely naked, his thumbs drumming against his chest. He was growing more and more impatient by the minute.
He saw the door opening. Finally, she had come to him. He was definitely going to punish her with a few hard spanks for making him wait for so long. He told her five minutes and it had been at least thirty. No one made him wait, they would not dare. What had she been doing anyway?
“Father!” Karim shouted and quickly covered his manhood with one of Kim’s pillows.
“Karim!” his father shouted and took a few steps back.
Karim got off the bed and quickly slipped on his trousers. What on earth was his father doing in Kim’s bedroom?
“What are you doing here?” Karim asked his father.
“That is what I should be asking you. Why is it that you are laying on her bed, NAKED?” the sheik shouted at his son.
“That is my business, father. Why are you sneaking into her room?”
Karim was angry with his father. What right did he have to sneak into her room? It definitely warranted an explanation. Karim buckled his belt and placed his hands on his hips. He stared at his father and waited for an explanation; however, he did not receive one.
“So, you are sleeping with the American woman?” he asked. He shook his head in disappointment with his son.
“What does that have to do with you?”
“She is a westerner!”
“So what? I love her.” Karim could not believe that those words had left his mouth. He hadn’t even gotten the chance to admit it to himself and come to terms with it.
“You what? Don’t make me laugh,” Saeed Sharqi barked. “You are my eldest son! You must lead by example and be with a full Arabic woman.”
“I can be with whomever I choose to be.”
“Over my dead body,” Saeed shouted. Karim was not surprised that his father did not approve of him being with a Westerner. He too never wanted a western woman but Kim was different. She was a smart and beautiful woman. It was unlike him but he couldn’t stop himself from developing feelings for her.