Free The Sheik's Beautiful Intruder (The Friendship Series) by Elizabeth Lennox Page B

demanded.
    He looked down at her figure, looking all warm and sexy and wanted to tell her no.  But he had bigger plans for her.  “Of course,” he finally said.  “I have a few phone calls to make.  I will meet you after you’ve eaten something.  Will that work?”
    She was so surprised by the question, she actually laughed.  “Yes.  I believe that schedule works with mine at the current time,” she responded, teasing him about his formal question and the fact that he was asking her about something she didn’t think she had much choice in. 
    He winked down at her before turning and leaving the room. 
    An hour later, Nikki felt her skin start to tingle and instantly knew that Nazar was approaching.  Sure enough, she looked up and he was striding in her direction, his dark eyes assessing her as if she might have been wounded at some point.  Or maybe his perusal was more lascivious. 
    “You look perfect,” he murmured as he took her hands, lifting her out of her chair so he could more fully look at her figure in the tight fitting riding breeches his staff had provided for her.  It wasn’t as if she’d had a choice.  She’d slipped into the adjoining bathroom of the room where she’d slept and when she’d come out, her tee-shirt, jeans, even her underwear, had disappeared.  The only items of clothing she could find were these riding clothes.  The clothing was one thing.  It was the underwear laid out for her that had widened her eyes with surprise.  And secret delight. 
    Which was a bit disconcerting, since she normally wore plain, functional cotton underwear.  The little bits of lace that she’d found waiting for her barely constituted underwear in her mind.  But since it had been all she had, she was wearing it.  She couldn’t complain about the comfort.  The bits of lace were surprisingly comfortable.  But she was painfully conscious of how sexy – and small - the pieces were.  And how they felt against her skin – soft and sensual, making her feel…decadent. 
    She didn’t want to spin around, but his hands twisted ever so gently and she was once again turning for him, ending up plastered against his hard muscles.  “Again, did I really have a choice since you took away all my other clothes while I showered?” she asked, irritated that he was getting his way once again.
    His eyes brightened as his hands slipped down against her bottom.  Despite trying to grab his wrist, she couldn’t stop him but she knew the exact moment that he’d discovered what kind of underwear she was now wearing.  Or barely wearing, she thought with a shiver.  She couldn’t suppress that shiver when his large, warm hand covered her basically bare bottom. 
    His smile told her that he was fully aware of what she was, or wasn’t, wearing.  And he fully approved. “Your clothes were simply taken away to be laundered.  They will be returned to you later.  But for now, let us ride,” he commanded.
    Nikki had initially been too overwhelmed by his approach to appreciate his attire, but seeing him now, she realized that he was in riding breeches as well and they hugged his long, muscular legs perfectly.  She had to pull her eyes away for fear that she’d be caught looking at the….well, the wrong parts of his anatomy. 
    A few minutes later, they moved from the bright sunshine to the darker interior of the stables.  As they moved through the center of the stable area, the horses poked their heads out of the stalls for a moment before moving back to eating their hay.  The stables smelled musty, earthy, but they didn’t smell like manure as she’d always assumed.  It was a nice smell, she thought.  Almost as nice as…  She stopped herself quickly before Nazar’s scent came to mind and she forced herself to think of chocolate instead. 
    “This is Midas,” he explained when a large, black horse poked his head out of one of the stalls.  The horse instantly started nuzzling Nazar’s