smirked as she skipped inside.
Zain took a deep breath and ran a hand over his short hair. His shirt was partially un-tucked and his zipper felt slightly opened. With a goofy grin on his face, he walked back to the café to pick up his car and head home. As much as he wanted to think only of Mila, he had a summit to run and Rahmi’s economy to stabilize.
The café’s lights were off as he started his car and put it into drive. Zain let his mind drift to Mila as he sped home. He grew up on these country roads and could drive them on autopilot. The rolling hills were highlighted by moonlight, and cows munched on bluegrass.
Thinking of what he would do to Mila in the secret room was Zain’s mistake. He didn’t see the person dressed in black flinging the tire spikes across the road until it was too late.
CHAPTER TEN
Mila hummed to herself as she undressed. Her body felt on fire. Every place Zain’s hands had touched felt energized. She couldn’t settle down as she tried to get ready for bed. Mila opened the window in the bathroom and went to brush her teeth. Was this really happening? Being kissed by Zain Ali Rahman was something dreams were made of. Not because he was a prince, but because he saw her.
Mila had spent years being invisible. She spoke only when spoken to, and most of the time the person wasn’t actually speaking to her, but to her employer. It wasn’t as if she had never had a boyfriend. She had one in every country she grew up in. The past few years were filled with married diplomats who hit on her. They were only concerned with feeling the power over any woman they wanted. Zain was different. They had talked, laughed, and kissed. And man, could he kiss.
Mila went to unhook her bra when the sounds of sirens tore through the night. She tried to look out the window to see what had happened, but the sounds of the sirens were heading away from Keeneston. With a nervous feeling of dread, she slowly walked to her bed and picked up her phone.
You’ve reached Zain. Leave a message.
Mila sank to the bed with worry. Her fingers shook as she dug around looking for Veronica’s number.
The phone was answered on the second ring.
“Veronica, it’s Mila Thiessen. I think something has happened to Zain.”
Zain blinked his eyes open and saw stars. Red, white, and blue stars flashed on the nearby cows. This was strange. It felt as if his neck was on fire and he had the headache to end all headaches.
“Zain, can you hear me?”
“Cody?” Zain mumbled as he blinked at the cows.
The new deputy’s face came into view as he sliced the airbag away with a knife. “I was worried about you. An ambulance is on the way. I called Dr. Emma at her home. She’ll be here before the ambulance arrives from Lexington. What happened?”
“There was someone in the road. They laid out a spike strip so fast that I couldn’t avoid it. My tires blew and I careened off the road. I almost hit a tree but missed it. Then the airbags went off and I guess it knocked me out for a minute.”
Cody nodded as he took notes. “You shot through the fence and into the cow pasture. Security from the farm called me to report your car had been hit and sent me the GPS location. I didn’t know all of your cars were monitored 24/7.”
“They are. So, I’m not imagining the cows?” Zain asked as a cow poked his head into the passenger window.
“Nope.”
“Did the fence knock me out? “
“No, the cow you hit did. Don’t worry; the cow appears better than you. Did you see anything else about this person? Man? Woman? Build?” Cody asked as another car slowed to a stop.
“No. They were dressed in black and had a baseball cap on. I could tell they were average weight. They were bent over, so I can’t even tell you how tall they might have been. Nor can I tell you if it was a man or woman. Did you get anything off the spike strip?”
Cody shook his head. “It’s not there. They cleaned up after themselves.”
“How
Zain took a deep breath and ran a hand over his short hair. His shirt was partially un-tucked and his zipper felt slightly opened. With a goofy grin on his face, he walked back to the café to pick up his car and head home. As much as he wanted to think only of Mila, he had a summit to run and Rahmi’s economy to stabilize.
The café’s lights were off as he started his car and put it into drive. Zain let his mind drift to Mila as he sped home. He grew up on these country roads and could drive them on autopilot. The rolling hills were highlighted by moonlight, and cows munched on bluegrass.
Thinking of what he would do to Mila in the secret room was Zain’s mistake. He didn’t see the person dressed in black flinging the tire spikes across the road until it was too late.
CHAPTER TEN
Mila hummed to herself as she undressed. Her body felt on fire. Every place Zain’s hands had touched felt energized. She couldn’t settle down as she tried to get ready for bed. Mila opened the window in the bathroom and went to brush her teeth. Was this really happening? Being kissed by Zain Ali Rahman was something dreams were made of. Not because he was a prince, but because he saw her.
Mila had spent years being invisible. She spoke only when spoken to, and most of the time the person wasn’t actually speaking to her, but to her employer. It wasn’t as if she had never had a boyfriend. She had one in every country she grew up in. The past few years were filled with married diplomats who hit on her. They were only concerned with feeling the power over any woman they wanted. Zain was different. They had talked, laughed, and kissed. And man, could he kiss.
Mila went to unhook her bra when the sounds of sirens tore through the night. She tried to look out the window to see what had happened, but the sounds of the sirens were heading away from Keeneston. With a nervous feeling of dread, she slowly walked to her bed and picked up her phone.
You’ve reached Zain. Leave a message.
Mila sank to the bed with worry. Her fingers shook as she dug around looking for Veronica’s number.
The phone was answered on the second ring.
“Veronica, it’s Mila Thiessen. I think something has happened to Zain.”
Zain blinked his eyes open and saw stars. Red, white, and blue stars flashed on the nearby cows. This was strange. It felt as if his neck was on fire and he had the headache to end all headaches.
“Zain, can you hear me?”
“Cody?” Zain mumbled as he blinked at the cows.
The new deputy’s face came into view as he sliced the airbag away with a knife. “I was worried about you. An ambulance is on the way. I called Dr. Emma at her home. She’ll be here before the ambulance arrives from Lexington. What happened?”
“There was someone in the road. They laid out a spike strip so fast that I couldn’t avoid it. My tires blew and I careened off the road. I almost hit a tree but missed it. Then the airbags went off and I guess it knocked me out for a minute.”
Cody nodded as he took notes. “You shot through the fence and into the cow pasture. Security from the farm called me to report your car had been hit and sent me the GPS location. I didn’t know all of your cars were monitored 24/7.”
“They are. So, I’m not imagining the cows?” Zain asked as a cow poked his head into the passenger window.
“Nope.”
“Did the fence knock me out? “
“No, the cow you hit did. Don’t worry; the cow appears better than you. Did you see anything else about this person? Man? Woman? Build?” Cody asked as another car slowed to a stop.
“No. They were dressed in black and had a baseball cap on. I could tell they were average weight. They were bent over, so I can’t even tell you how tall they might have been. Nor can I tell you if it was a man or woman. Did you get anything off the spike strip?”
Cody shook his head. “It’s not there. They cleaned up after themselves.”
“How
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