She was eating alone again, but this time she didn’t care. She was too deep in thought to make conversation. Her mind warred with what had transpired in her tent last night with Malek. She couldn’t deny she felt something for him, something she’d never felt for a man before—warmth. And she couldn’t get the kiss out of her mind. For the first time in her life, a man had held her gently, kissed her softly, made her feel things she never experienced—comfort, security, protection. It was as if he’d opened a dormant part of her heart she never knew existed and a flood of emotions had tumbled out. The thought of seeing him this morning filled her with a curious sense of unease and excitement. She didn’t know if she liked him or was petrified of him.“We will begin packing our things in ten minutes.”His deep voice startled her and she snapped her head up to his handsome face. His expression revealed nothing. Crestfallen, she realised he wasn’t as affected by their kiss as she was.
