Perfumes Of Arabia
An English girl in an Arabian dream... Normally Jeannie hate men like Tarik—masterful, dynamic, ruthless. But the desert country of Riyam began weaving its timeless magic on her. She was mesmerized by the sheer vitality of the place...and the man. And yet he turned on her. "You'll never fit in," he accused. "Everywhere there will be opposition." Clearly, he didn't think her suited to coordinating primary education in the sultanate. Had his attempted seduction been some kind of twisted means to frighten her off, then? No, she couldn't have mistaken the burning desire in his eyes...
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