Jade hesitated.
Was he talking to her?
“Brown hair? Oversized clothes? Picking wild fruits?” he continued with an amused smile.
His accent was unfamiliar.
“What are you doing out here in the wild?” he asked again, his words carrying a strong Arabian accent.
Jade slowly stepped out from her hiding spot.
Arabian.
Of course he was Arabian.
“Hi?” she said awkwardly, giving him a small wave.
“I knew you were American the moment I saw you.”
He gracefully dismounted his horse and offered her his hand.
“Khalil.”
Jade stared at his hand for a moment before taking it.
Should she tell him her real name?
What if he was connected to her kidnapping?
What if he was dangerous?
But then again, wouldn't he have recognized her immediately if that were the case?
Instead, he stood before her w
