He’d left them there alone for a reason. To allow Paige to acclimate herself to the man she would call lover as well. He sure as hell hadn’t left the two of them alone together for his mental health, because the knowledge of it had nearly corroded the last of his control.
Tariq grunted irritably at the comment.
“What did you want me to do, Abram?” Tariq’s arms crossed over his chest as he tilted his head and stared back at him with cynical mockery. “She stands in the window and watches for you. She waits for you as a new wife awaits her husband. Would you have me attempt to seduce her when she clearly shows no interest?” He gave a bitter, hard laugh. “Do I appear the fool to you? There is no desire that comes from her until she sees you. Only then does she begin to burn. ”
Abram’s teeth clenched. This wasn’t what he’d expected despite the ambivalent feelings he had toward Tariq seducing not just her body, but her heart as well.
“I haven’t exactly been standing outside the fortress twiddling my fingers,” Abram growled disparagingly.
“Why don’t I go ahead and find our contact tonight and you can seduce your woman,” Tariq suggested, distinctly annoyed. “Don’t make the mistake I see you walking into, my friend. Because she is not a woman that will forgive you for it. ”
She was the type of woman whose memory of her kiss and of her touch would torment him for life.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Tariq,” Abram snarled.
A dark chuckle met his protest as Tariq stared back at him knowingly.
“Yes, you do know,” Tariq informed him. “You know you haven’t yet taken her because you fear when you do, she will become a part of your heart. Should that happen, then what defenses will you have if Azir and Jafar win in this game as Ayid and Aman always won in the others? Especially with Lessa. You are afraid you will not survive losing her. ”
“We won’t be here long enough to allow that to happen,” Abram stated savagely. “And I haven’t taken her yet because I’ve wanted her to have the chance to acclimate to both of us. This isn’t a life she’s used to, nor is it one her innocence will have prepared her for. ”
It was technically the truth, Abram told himself furiously.
“Do you really believe her feelings are transferrable?” Tariq grunted sarcastically. “She will accept me as a third, Abram, but this is all I will ever be to her. If you attempt to chance that, then you’ll lose her. And I don’t believe that’s really what you want. ”
But was her heart, the knowledge, the acceptance of her feelings, something he could face?
Abram almost felt his hands shaking at the thought of it.
“Do you want a third, Abram, or do you want to be the third?”
Abram narrowed his eyes, restrained his anger.
The question had a surge of powerful, forceful adrenaline racing through him. Never in his life had he allowed himself to play the third. He wasn’t beginning now.
“I am no third,” he growled in a flash of dominance.
Tariq chuckled at the exclamation.
“Then you should seduce your love, Abram. Prepare her yourself for the third you have chosen. Otherwise you may find yourself missing the opportunity to create that bond that will secure her heart to yours, rather than leaving it drifting and wild and searching for a home. ”
Secure her heart to his? Abram rubbed at the back of his neck, his teeth clenching at the thought of everything that could go wrong in his attempt to get them out of the fortress and to the extraction point on time.
The transport wouldn’t be able to wait on them for long. The terrorist activity in the area made the extraction itself highly dangerous.
“No risk, no gain, my friend. ” Tariq grinned as Abram shot him a hard glance.
The risk was high enough to scare the shit out of him if he allowed himself to think about it.
“Are you two finished bonding in there yet?” Paige’s voice came through the connecting door. “Or do you need a few more minutes?”
Immediately arousal turned to full, flaming lust. It swept through his body like a tidal wave and sent fingers of electric energy sizzling through his brain.
Seduce his woman? God help him, he would be lucky if he found the control to undress first. How much easier it would be to push the thobe to her waist, his trousers below his hips, and take her with all the impatience and driving need torturing him.
He’d stayed away from her for three days, he’d fought like hell to find the CIA asset able to locate and set up t
he extraction team. He had to get her the hell out of Saudi Arabia.