Christmas Bride For The Sheikh. Carol MarinelliЧитать онлайн книгу.
said, and stood.
Ilyas did not try to dissuade him from leaving. They may not have been close, but he knew his younger brother would take time later to think it through.
And Hazin would.
Right now there was somewhere else he needed to be.
He walked briskly back to the hotel and took the elevator up to his floor. He pulled out his card and swiped the door open.
Too late.
Flo was gone.
He had known that she would be.
Hazin really hadn’t imagined he’d find her sitting there, tucking into breakfast. Instead it had been set up on the table and remained untouched.
He walked through to the bedroom and the unmade bed.
There was the towel he had dropped on the floor and there was another so he guessed she must have showered and left.
Hazin walked back to the untouched breakfast and felt a curl of guilt when he saw a box of tissues by the window and a little pile of knotted ones.
She’d been crying.
Hazin was very used to being a deliberate bastard.
This morning he’d been an inadvertent one.
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