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Chapter 15
“I’m glad you decided to stay,” Sheikh Solomon said to Olivia as they headed upstairs together.
“Your family won’t be pleased,” she replied.
“I hope that one day we will get to live happily together.”
Olivia burst into laughter. “It’s probably not going to happy anytime soon,” she replied. Sheikh Solomon smiled.
“I had the maids prepare a room for you,” he said.
“I have a room already.” Olivia was confused. Sheikh Solomon shook his head.
“That was a guest room. This room will be yours.” He led the way and Olivia followed. The room was not too far from her old room.
When they arrived, the maid opened the door for them. Sheikh Solomon let Olivia walk in first. The room was much bigger. The wooden walls were shiny and clean. There were large windows opposite her bed and there was a sitting area at the far end of the room. The room had its own bathroom. It was nice and clean. Olivia was impressed.
“Do you like it?” Sheikh Solomon nervously waited for her response. He looked like a schoolboy. Olivia could see that he desperately wanted her to like the room. He had probably put a lot of effort in getting the room fixed up for her.
“Yes, I do,” Olivia said with a smile. She wasn’t picky. The room was much bigger and nicer than her bedroom in Atlanta. “Thank you.”
“I have one more thing for you.” He searched his pockets and pulled out a small photograph and hand it to her.
“Mom?” She gasped when she saw the picture. It was a picture of her mother when she was younger. “You still had this?”
“I found it among my things.”
Olivia looked at the sheikh and then at the photo. He still had a photo of her mother when she was younger. She could not believe that he still had a photo of her mother.
“When was this taken?” she asked looking at the photo. Her mother was wearing a T-shirt and baggy jeans. She had boots on. She had some oil smudges on her face and arms.
“We shared our first kiss after this photo was taken,” he said. Olivia frowned.
“Ew, that was an image I did not need,” she said. Sheikh Solomon started laughing.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. A maid walked in with a house phone receiver. “Excuse me, Miss Olivia, you have a call,” she said. Olivia crossed her eyebrows.
“Me?” she asked. “Who is it?”
“Sheikh Boutros.”
Sheikh Solomon looked at Olivia with his eyebrows raised. “Are things advancing that fast between the two of you?” he asked.
“No!” Olivia protested. The maid handed her the phone.
“I will speak to you later.” Sheikh Solomon happily left her to take the call. Olivia sighed and shook her head. The maid scurried out of the room and shut the door behind her.
“Sheikh Boutros,” Olivia said into the phone. Joseph started laughing.
“Good evening, Miss Grant,” he replied.
“Why are you calling me?”
“I can’t call you?”
Olivia started walking towards her bed. “We have never called each other. Therefore, it’s natural to assume that there was something urgent,” she said as she threw herself onto her new bed. Fortunately, her suitcase had already been moved into her new room. So she did not have to go get it.
“The urgency is my need to see you,” he replied. His voice sounded even deeper over the phone.
