Free The Sheikh's Resisting Lover (The Tazeem Twins Series Book 3) by Leslie North

fifteen minutes. They had been driving for at least thirty minutes.
     
    “Excuse me, where are going?” Tanya called out to the chauffeur. Was he lost or was he kidnapping her? Something dodgy was happening. She got even more suspicious when he did not answer her.
     
    “Can we stop?” she called out, but he ignored her as he kept driving. Tanya rolled her sleeves up. She knew a thing or two about self defence and she was mentally gearing herself up for a fight when the car eventually came to a stop.
     
    She unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned forward. She wanted to see this driver's face and give him a piece of her mind. She did not appreciate him ignoring her when she was trying to leave Saudi Arabia quickly. The thick-tinted glass rolled down as the driver turned his head and smiled at her.
     
    “Hussain?” she asked with a frown on her face.
     
    “I am sorry about this, but his highness asked me to bring you here. I apologise if I frightened you,” Hussain replied. Tanya was confused. Nothing was making sense.
     
    “Where is here?” Tanya asked as she impatiently got out of the car. She had no time for this. She wanted to be on the plane and well away from him before he knew that she had left.
     
    She looked around in confusion. James was standing by a fountain impeccably dressed as usual in tailored charcoal trousers that fitted him perfectly and revealed the length of his legs, a black shirt and a charcoal suit jacket that matched his trousers. His dark wavy hair was neatly combed, with a side part. He looked amazing as usual. Tanya sighed. “Why am I here James?” she called out.
     
    “Come here,” he said to her. She raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest. She was not going to go to him. If he wanted to speak to her, then he had to make the effort. He was the one who had brought her here, so he had to walk to her.
     
    “What do you want?” 
     
    James walked toward Tanya and stopped in front of her. “I'm...sorry,” he said.
     
    “You can't even say sorry,” Tanya rolled her eyes. He was wasting her time if he was not going to be sincere.
     
    “It's just that after someone hurt me, a long time ago, the word has lost its meaning.”
     
    “Hessa.”
     
    James raised his eyebrows, pain briefly flashing across his face. “You know about her,” he said.
     
    “I do.”
     
    “Then you can understand my issues with relationships.”
     
    “No, I cannot. James I know it sucks and it hurts but that was fifteen years ago. It cannot define you for the rest of your life. You can't treat every woman that comes into your life like crap just because of her,” Tanya said vehemently as James stared at her in surprise. No one had ever spoken to him that way about her before. “Building walls around yourself and acting the role of a playboy is cowardly. It’s time to grow up and make new memories.”
     
    “Cowardly?” he asked.
     
    “Yes, cowardly, because you are scared to love,” she said. James started smiling at her. “Why are you smiling?” she asked him.
     
    “I missed you being so feisty.”
     
    Tanya rolled her eyes. This was hardly the time for his jokes and flirting. “Why am I here, James?” she questioned. She was starting to get impatient.
     
    “I wanted to apologise. I’m not good at relationships and I do not know how to love.” James took another step forward and took her hands in his. “Remember what Hussain said?” he asked.
     
    “What?” Tanya could barely think about anything at that moment. James was standing so close to her with her hands in his. It made her nervous.
     
    “I don't do dates. I’ve never even been on a date. But now I want to, with you. Only you.”
     
    “You say it like it’s some sort of consolation prize.”
     
    James laughed. “You are a hard woman to please,” he said as he kissed her hands. “I am saying that I would like to have the opportunity to start over with you.”
     
    “Why?” she asked him. She