“It’s not my wish to marry your brother. Or be kissed by you,” she lied.

“That will not happen again,” he said with a slight, formal inclination of his head. “As delightful as the diversion was.”

In order to make true his promise Rafiq knew he would have to take care to keep her literally at arm’s length in future. For some reason his brain ceased to function around her.

He was still shocked to the core that for the first time in his life he had permitted carnal need to overrule common sense and logic.

“You want me to marry your brother, so what was that?” Her hand went to her lips—they still felt swollen and oversensitive. “A test run?” she suggested bitterly. “The Royal bedroom test? Did I pass?’

Gabby took an involuntary step back as fury flashed in his eyes and the pewter flecks were swallowed up as they darkened.

“That was a mistake,” he gritted through clenched teeth.

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