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Zafir kissed her neck and she leant her head back against him, allowing him more access. A shiver of anticipation darted around her body as his lips touched every bit of naked skin on her neck.

‘Neither of us should want this, but we do.’ Destiny’s words were a ragged whisper as her heart thudded in her chest. She wanted to turn to him, to press her lips against his, but at the same time couldn’t break the tenuous contact they now shared. ‘Let’s just forget the rest of the world for a few hours—forget everything except what we feel now.’

His kisses stilled and she felt his chest expanding against her back with every deep breath he took. Had she said too much—again?

‘I want to forget it all,’ he said, and pressed his lips into her hair, inhaling deeply as if taking in her scent. ‘I want you in a way I’ve never wanted a woman before. But I can’t be like other men. I have a duty to my country.’

‘Just for these hours of darkness,’ she whispered, and opened her eyes to look once again at the stars. ‘That’s all we need, Zafir, just one night.’