We spent about an hour touring the museum. It was honestly really nice hearing all of the information but I understand the need to keep stuff a secret for safety reasons.
Now I'm getting dressed for dinner he told me to dress up and as I always say never travel without a couple of formal outfits. I decided to do with my black silk form filling dress, which comes down mid-thigh while the cleavage is just the right amount
I pair it with my skinny black heels. I grab my clutch and head out to the lobby. I would leave it but based on my past dinner affairs somehow I always ended up paying for EVERYTHING. Now I wouldn't care if it was said beforehand but they never said anything before.
I'm not someone who wants people on their hands and knees but I thought it was at least in the dating world. If someone asks you out they pay and the other way around. I lock the door behind me and carefully walk down the stairs. And just in time too.
Once I get to the lobby I see his car pull up. I open the door to go outside and our eyes meet. I've seen him in a suit before but this was different. He runs his hands through his hair as he walks over to me. He smirks and I can't help but smile.
"You look very beautiful, Habibti." He takes my hand and kisses the top of it.
"Thank you Aahil, you look handsome tonight." He opens the car door for me and closes it once I get in.
"So what's on the menu tonight?" I ask as he pulls off
"Don't worry, you'll like it. It's nothing too adventurous." He says with his attractive deep voice.
"You drive me crazy when you dress like that." He says while giving me a quick look I scoff and roll my eyes. He should have never said that
"Well, do you want me to do something about that?" I say while sliding my hand on his thigh.
He lets go a shuddered breath. I pull my hand away and chuckle knowing exactly what I did.
"You're a tease." He says with an annoyed tone.
"What is the point of you can't have fun?"
"If I wanted to I could easily stop the car and fuck you since you like to play so much." Is that a threat or a promise?
"Nope, I want my food you promised." He laughed and just shook his head
"The queen shall get what she desires."
He turns on the radio and turns up the R&B as we drive down the highway.
"So why are you so interested in me huh?" I ask while sipping on my wine. Ever since I first ran into this dude I have not stopped running into him. Either this man is a spy or something else
" I honestly think you're beautiful and even though that mouth of yours angers me at times I find you super attractive." He says while keeping eye contact with me
"So that's why you keep following me?" He scoffs and leans back in his chair.
" I don't know how many times I have to say this but I'm not following you."
"Mhm if that's what you say." His eyes trail down my body causing me to clear my throat.
" eyes up here sir." He locks eyes with me again and smirks
" I'm not allowed to look at my desert before I get a taste?" That cheeky little-
"And who said I'll let you have me again? You got lucky last time." I roll my eyes and he brings his face closer to mine. He's lucky this place is low lit
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Bahlam Feeki
RomanceJamila Barlowe, A young art curator embarks on her journey across the Middle East. Walking into something that was bound to happen sooner or later is this what they call fate or just bad luck only time will tell .....