Chapter 38

Michael.

Nate could have the worst timings sometimes. I was so infuriated. But maybe it was for the best. I can't exactly control myself around her anymore. Her fresh tropical fragrance making her smell like a walking candy was so intoxicating, I couldn't get enough, couldn't keep away. And that douche called Kadri.... I knew he interrupted us purposefully. Aisha may not see anything but I could see clear through his game. I got his antics; he clearly had a thing for her. She was presently in a heated conversation with the douche in question while Nate was on phone busy with whoever discussing in Italian and I ended up been the grumpy third wheel amongst them. It was so annoying especially with Aisha holding onto his arm and stroking it and cracking up at all the lame jokes he made.

"You should come here during February and march; those are the best touristic periods of Riyadh. When the temperatures don't feel like we're roasting." She giggled at what he said.