Chapter Thirty-Four“I CAN’T GO TO DUBAI.” Acacia pulled away.
Nicholas followed. “It’s only for a few days. Three at most.”
Acacia thought quickly. There were a number of reasons she shouldn’t go to Dubai, but she wasn’t in a position to share them. “I can’t afford to go. I have to find a job.”
“Three days won’t make much of a difference,” he insisted. “Even Madame Bishop won’t be able to schedule an interview for you on such short notice.”
“Why do you want me to go to Dubai?”
He kissed her knuckles. “For at least two reasons. First, I want you with me because I enjoy your company. Second, I need an interpreter who can speak Arabic.”
“If your contact is conservative, he won’t want to speak to a female interpreter.”
“That’s his problem.”
“I don’t have proper clothes for Dubai. They
