Why was it that when Malik had done much the same thing for her, it had only seemed thoughtful, while Omar supplying her with a wardrobe and bathroom supplies felt positively creepy, as if he’d been speculating on what size underwear she wore and whether she was a maxi-pad or a tampon kind of girl?
Leila repressed a shudder, and instead did her best to smile in gratitude. Then she said, “I’m glad you gave me some time to think. And well, I still don’t know exactly what I should do. But I realized I gave Malik a chance without stopping to think about it too much. I suppose what I’m trying to say is that I need to give you a chance, too. Just…try to be patient with me, okay?”
“I completely understand,” Omar replied, giving her another one of his oily smiles. “In the meantime, it is getting
