Fallen For The Arabian

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Sarah's alarm sounded at the time she had set it, pulling her from her typing. Stretching out from her chair, she yawns as she turns off the alarm. Putting her laptop to sleep, she got up to continue to stretch. Once done, she went to the bathroom and took a short shower. After her shower, she sat down in front of her mirror table and started working on her hair. She pulled it into a tight bun that defined and put in value her round face. Then, she did her makeup which consisted of foundation, powder, eyeliner and red lipstick. She put on a matching set of jewelry which was a gold earring with a watch and bracelet. Then put on the dress with a matching three-inch stiletto shoe. She looked at herself to the mirror and was highly satisfied with her look, she was simple yet sexy. Just as she was putting on her Elizabeth Taylor perfume, she heard a knock at her door.

Has he had planned; he had gone to get ready for the dinner after his meeting with his assistants; He was wearing a black set up with a white shirt and black tie? Unable to wait any longer for Sarah, even though he had about ten more minutes to go before the arrival of the guesses, and wanting to see her, he took the direction of Sarah's chambers. Once in front of the door, he cleared his throat and knocked. Suddenly he felt quite nervous 'get a grip man, you're no longer a teenager' he said to himself

He heard the doorknob and slightly moved back. The door opened to reveal Sarah wearing a black dress that fitted and accentuated her curve, her makeup was light but flawless. She was stunning and Amir for the very first time in his life was at a loss of words.

Sarah was not oblivious to Amir's reaction; it more than pleased her, for it was exactly what she was hoping for. Hiding her pleasure, she opted for the innocent act "Yes Amir"

Clearing his throat and feeling all of sudden nervous, Amir responded "I've come to get you, our guesses are due to arrive any minutes now"

"That's quite nice of you; I am done, shall we..."

"After you, my lady" he gestures with his left hand which brought a small smile on Sarah's lips much to her dismay.

As he walks behind Sarah, Amir took his time to admire her to the point his body temperature was rising, and wicked thought going left and right in his mind. It took all of his strength to keep his hands to himself. So preoccupied with his thought, he hadn't realized they had reached the stairs and that Sarah had been perplexing looking at him.

"Are you ok Amir, you look a bit lost just a second ago"

Clearing his throat "yes I am fine, we should hurry down"

Putting the small of her hands on his arms "are you sure? You didn't just look lost, you looked in pain"

Inside Amir was screaming 'in pain of you, my Lord, I have never wanted a woman as much as I want you' but the words that came out of his mouth were "I am sure" with that said, he took the hand she had placed on his arms and wrapped it with his and gestured for them to go down the stairs.

Sarah was a bit taken aback with Amir gestures, as he took her arms and wrapped it around his. She felt heat traveled all over her body, particular in a place she wished not to think about. Her face felt hot, she felt like a little girl all over again. How can a simple gesture turn her liquid? Been this close to him, she could smell his cologne. She was not a fan of men perfume, but the one he was wearing had this suave sensation to it that all she wanted to do was exhaling it.

Just as they reach the bottom of the stairs, the front entrance opened to reveal Alfred and behind Alfred, his guesses. He walked over to his guesses while giving them a handshake.

Welcome to my home, I trust your trip here was without incident"

"It's always a pleasure to come here and it was without one. Had there been, it would have confirmed our suspicions" answered Mr. Rashid the commander of the Syrian army.

"Minister of defense Salam," said Amir

"Mr. Saab, I see that you are well accompanied tonight," Said the minister with a glint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Mr. Salam, Mr. Rashid, let me introduce you to Ms. Sarah Bayou. Ms. Bayou is my guess and will be staying in our country for a while"

"You must be brave or stupid to have the courage to come into our lands," said Rashid

Sarah was taken aback by the commander remarks and was about to reply, but didn't have time to for Amir had taken her defense "Ms. Bayou came into this country under my order and responsibility, she is a journalist. Her matter of character is none of your concern, commander. I trust that you will respect her as per our culture demands"

The commander was none to please with the way Amir talked to him, but back down, living a tense tension in the air.

Sarah felt proud and please that Amir had taken her defense. She had noticed how the Minister of defense had been viewing their joins hands. Slowly she detangles her hands from him and called out to Alfred who had been in the room viewing the situation.

"Alfred?"

"Yes, my lady"

"I do believe dinner is ready, have our guesses settle down in the dining room"

"Yes, my lady" and without wasting time Alfred gestures for the guesses to follow him.

Amir was fuming inside and he was right on the verge of putting his guesses out, the hell with their title. But it was Sarah detangling herself from him and her sweet melodic voice that calms his nerve. Watching her telling Alfred what to do, made him feel something that he could not put his finger on. As his guesses followed Alfred, Sarah turned toward him and placed her right hand on his face. "Breathe" was all she said

Sarah didn't know where she had gotten the courage to do what she was doing, but Amir placing his hands-on top of hers, made her feel like she did the right thing.

Amir, removed her hand from his face and kiss the back of it, and without saying a word and still holding her hand, they both proceeded into the living room.

Alfred had been walking back to the entrance room when he saw the gestures that happened between Amir and Sarah. His master was changing right under his eyes. The way he defended Ms. Bayou more than proved that there was something more. Amir wasn't the kind to fiercely defend someone unless that person mattered to him. The only time he had seen him lose his control was over his mother. Already in his mind, he could foresee the trouble ahead. He just hopes...he didn't know what to hope, but the dreading feeling he had, was none too pleasant.