Why was he here? The moment Aisha Jalil dreaded, dreamed about, worried over for months and then convinced herself wouldn't happen has finally occurred.
As the birthday celebrant danced with her friends at the exclusive club, Aisha's satisfaction over the smoothly flowing birthday party vanished.
Beyond the celebrant, standing in her crowd of guests, was a tall, red-haired Simon Wellborn.
The Simon Wellborn, billionaire owner of the Wellborn hotel and casino chain. The man she had a wild, passionate weekend with almost six months ago.
As the past assaulted Aisha, her head swam. Her first instinct was to hide, but as the event planner, she had to stay to see all plans went smoothly.
Even while dread filled her, she still thought the Simon was the most handsome man she had ever known. Her heart thudded when she had remembered his lips on hers.
Staring at Simon, she would never understand what had overcome her that weekend____ except his sexy appeal and spellbounding charm. Never before in her life had she cut loose like that.
Hot kisses, magical hands, irresistible seduction __ memories of Simon flashed in her mind. she recalled his playful manner and fascinating charisma. After they had sex, she'd been stunned and embarrassed by her actions.
Now here he was, just yards away from from her with a drink in his hand. Women smiled at him while he watched the celebrant dance. Suddenly, Aisha was conscious of herself in a Cobalt blue linen suit, black silk blouse and matching stilettos. She smoothed her skirt and tuck away stray strands of her brunnet hair in place.
If at all possible, she hoped to avoid him. She didn't want a renewal of acquaintance. At least, not until she was ready to face him. Although he didn't know it, he was involved in an enormous secret she had kept from her family.
Finally, it was time to blow out the candles and cut the cake, and the second the next dance stopped. Aisha approached the celebrant .
"Candles blowing and cake cutting time," she stated. " I have the photographer ready and waiting."
"Thanks, Aisha. This is wonderful!" Sarah gushed.
"I'm glad. By the way I don't really recall Simon Wellborn's name on the guest list", she added casually.
Sarah shrugged. "Simon and Ryan and our best man, Nicholas Sheldon, are the closest of friends. They all grew up together. Simon moved to Ireland and tied up in business and said he could not make it for my birthday, but then he surprised us this morning, and here he is . Do you know___"
"There's the photographer," Aisha interrupted, having another rush of apprehension. " Go get some great pictures!" She hurried away, relieved that soon all the eyes would be on the celebrant.
It would be over soon, but not soon enough.
When Aisha rejoined the crowd, the band was playing. She didn't see Simon and, praying he had left the reception, she hurried to check on the tables of food.
She was looking at a swan sculpture on one of the tables when a hand suddenly wrapped lightly around her wrist.
"Well, hello", said a deep voice, and her heart missed a beat.
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Romance"You're Pregnant", Simon declared thinking it was impossible knowing it wasn't. When Aisha gasped , he knew he was right. "This doesn't concern you," she told him. "Who's the father?" he asked his voice as cold as ice. "I'm not telling you". He step...
