Ridiculous.
Get your shit together.There’s no way I’m feeling like this.
She hands over the helmet and looks at me puzzled, probably wondering why I asked her that question and perhaps even waiting for advice. Though I can’t give her any, I literally don’t want to tell her what I’d do if I were in her shoes.
“I don’t know,” she replies in a subtle tone while fixing her hair.
Is that a tear? Fuck!
“Well, kiddo, I have to go,” I say in a hurry gripping the handlebar.
“Rage…” Sarah calls, and I already know what she is going to say. “What would you do in my situation?”
Well, fuck me…
“We are different beings you and me. That being said, you have to understand that my advice will not help you at all,” I hiss.
“I still want to hear it,” she insists as she gets closer to me, begging with her blue eyes.
“No, I’m not going to give you any advice. Let’s do this. You will think long and hard about the choices you have ahead, and when you decide, I’ll tell you what I think, okay?”
I’m not a moron, I know she wants to go looking for him. But going to Saudi Arabia on a secret mission is nearly, if not completely, impossible for a woman. That place is really not warm on women. The chances of her being caught and whipped to death are high for a regular civilian. Imagine how risky it would be for a foreign spy.
The very thought of it bothers me a lot.
“Does that mean I’ll see you again?”
Her question surprises me. I was not expecting that, nor the way she asked it. She sounds hopeful, happy even. I want to answeryesto that question, but I don’t want her to know that I actually want to see her again.
“See you around, kiddo,” I say instead, immediately turning on the engine and running away from her.
I’ve got a lot of things to think about, starting with my behavior. It’s been difficult to control myself ever since I met her. She’s always saying the right words and doing exactly what I expect from her.
Get all that and add it to the fact that she is fucking hot, then you’ll understand why my dick gets rock hard whenever she’s around.
Chapter Nine
SARAH
Saudi Arabia?
Saudi fucking Arabia?
I already knew Bruno was out of the country, he said that much in the letter… But, Saudi Arabia?
Fuck me.
It never even occurred to me that he could be there.
Of all the places he could be, he had to choose that one, which is his classic behavior – that’s Bruno. Going to one of most dangerous places in the world. Alone.
Now, let that sink in for a second and think how those places are the most dangerous for men.
FULL STOP.
That country is so crazy that if anything bad happens to me, no one, and I mean, absolutely no one is going to give a shit about it. A country where I cannot legally enter if I am not with a man at the time.
Though, let’s say I find a way to do it, then once I’m there I’ll be no better than an animal, with no rights, only permission to do what a man allows me to do.
