The Sheikh's American Bride (The Sharqi Sheikhs Series Book 2) Read Online Free Page A
Author: Leslie North
his head, “No.”
“Oh no, no, no, that is unacceptable.” Claire looked at the ice cream seller. “Make that two please?”
“Sure thing,” he said with a smile. He handed the small tubs of Ben and Jerry’s to Claire. She smiled and gave one to Taleb before happily opening her tub. Dipping her spoon in, she scooped some out and placed it in her mouth. Closing her eyes, she smiled as the richness of the ice cream melted in her mouth before she swallowed it. Opening her eyes, she watched Taleb take a bite.
“How does it taste?”
“Not bad. How many calories are in each tub?” he asked, as he tilted the ice cream container to read the side. Claire narrowed her gaze at him. Did he seriously care about calories?
Shrugging her shoulders. “Does it really matter? It’s a hot day and this is a tasty treat,” she replied as she continued to eat hers. Finding what he was looking for, Taleb raised his eyebrows.
“This is way too many calories,” he stated before tossing his container in the trash.
Clare rolled her eyes. “Seriously, you are that bothered about calories? It isn’t as if you have to eat it all the time. This was meant to be a treat.” He looked at her with a blank facial expression.
“Maybe you should be more concerned.” he replied. Claire's jaw hung open.
“I am not even fat!” she protested. She knew that she needed to lose some inches off her waist and maybe tone up but that was none of Taleb's business.
“You are not fat but you are not slim, either.”
“So, what! It isn’t as if I’m tall, blonde or from a well to do family either,” Claire shot back.
“Which is a good thing since you have no appreciation of art.”
“What does that have to do with anything? I like other things. I’m not one of your groupies, Taleb, I don’t have to like what you do.”
“Groupies?”
“Yes, groupies. Look around. Every woman that walks past checks you out or tries to get your attention in some way and you are oblivious to all of it.”
“Everyone except for you.”
“Of course not, the Dean asked me to show you around. Look, I’m late for work and this conversation has gotten way out of hand. Next time someone decides to be nice and buy you something, try saying thank you.”
No longer wanting her ice cream, Claire tossed it in the trash and headed to the law library. She needed to put as much distance between him as possible before she did something stupid. Taleb was just another man in a growing list of men who wanted nothing to do with her. First her father, then Daniel and now this.
Okay, I get it. I’m not any-type-of-relationship material , she told herself.
Chapter 6
The next morning, Claire paced outside the Dean’s office waiting for him to arrive.
“Miss Anderson!” the Dean called out in surprise when he saw her. “What can I do for you?” he asked as he ushered her into his office to sit down. He drew open the blinds and slats of golden sunlight spilled across his mahogany desk.
“Dean Parker, I know I agreed to do this, but I don’t think I can keep it up. Taleb Sharqi is an insufferable, arrogant, impossible…man,” Claire finished as she sagged into a chair.
Masking his smile, “Well, you’ve been doing a great job. I am very impressed.”
Claire furrowed her brow, “Wait. Why are you impressed?”
“The previous guides I got for Taleb were fired within hours. The fact that he has not gotten rid of you is a good sign. Very good.”
Claire was surprised that Taleb had kept her around. They had nothing in common and barely got along.
“Really? He got rid of them within hours?” Then Claire remembered how obsessed he was with time and calories, not to mention his criteria. “He is picky.”
“That’s an understatement. Fortunately he has kept you around.”
“For now,” Claire sighed. If he got rid of the others
“Oh no, no, no, that is unacceptable.” Claire looked at the ice cream seller. “Make that two please?”
“Sure thing,” he said with a smile. He handed the small tubs of Ben and Jerry’s to Claire. She smiled and gave one to Taleb before happily opening her tub. Dipping her spoon in, she scooped some out and placed it in her mouth. Closing her eyes, she smiled as the richness of the ice cream melted in her mouth before she swallowed it. Opening her eyes, she watched Taleb take a bite.
“How does it taste?”
“Not bad. How many calories are in each tub?” he asked, as he tilted the ice cream container to read the side. Claire narrowed her gaze at him. Did he seriously care about calories?
Shrugging her shoulders. “Does it really matter? It’s a hot day and this is a tasty treat,” she replied as she continued to eat hers. Finding what he was looking for, Taleb raised his eyebrows.
“This is way too many calories,” he stated before tossing his container in the trash.
Clare rolled her eyes. “Seriously, you are that bothered about calories? It isn’t as if you have to eat it all the time. This was meant to be a treat.” He looked at her with a blank facial expression.
“Maybe you should be more concerned.” he replied. Claire's jaw hung open.
“I am not even fat!” she protested. She knew that she needed to lose some inches off her waist and maybe tone up but that was none of Taleb's business.
“You are not fat but you are not slim, either.”
“So, what! It isn’t as if I’m tall, blonde or from a well to do family either,” Claire shot back.
“Which is a good thing since you have no appreciation of art.”
“What does that have to do with anything? I like other things. I’m not one of your groupies, Taleb, I don’t have to like what you do.”
“Groupies?”
“Yes, groupies. Look around. Every woman that walks past checks you out or tries to get your attention in some way and you are oblivious to all of it.”
“Everyone except for you.”
“Of course not, the Dean asked me to show you around. Look, I’m late for work and this conversation has gotten way out of hand. Next time someone decides to be nice and buy you something, try saying thank you.”
No longer wanting her ice cream, Claire tossed it in the trash and headed to the law library. She needed to put as much distance between him as possible before she did something stupid. Taleb was just another man in a growing list of men who wanted nothing to do with her. First her father, then Daniel and now this.
Okay, I get it. I’m not any-type-of-relationship material , she told herself.
Chapter 6
The next morning, Claire paced outside the Dean’s office waiting for him to arrive.
“Miss Anderson!” the Dean called out in surprise when he saw her. “What can I do for you?” he asked as he ushered her into his office to sit down. He drew open the blinds and slats of golden sunlight spilled across his mahogany desk.
“Dean Parker, I know I agreed to do this, but I don’t think I can keep it up. Taleb Sharqi is an insufferable, arrogant, impossible…man,” Claire finished as she sagged into a chair.
Masking his smile, “Well, you’ve been doing a great job. I am very impressed.”
Claire furrowed her brow, “Wait. Why are you impressed?”
“The previous guides I got for Taleb were fired within hours. The fact that he has not gotten rid of you is a good sign. Very good.”
Claire was surprised that Taleb had kept her around. They had nothing in common and barely got along.
“Really? He got rid of them within hours?” Then Claire remembered how obsessed he was with time and calories, not to mention his criteria. “He is picky.”
“That’s an understatement. Fortunately he has kept you around.”
“For now,” Claire sighed. If he got rid of the others
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