There are many things in my life I want to forget. But this I intend to remember.

The woman raked her gaze up his body as if checking out livestock. As she reached his face, her kohl-rimmed brown eyes lit with a challenge. “I am the one you know as Hamid Nabil Hassan. The most wanted man in the world.

Can you hyperventilate a little quieter?” he whispered.

You promised me a kiss,” she whispered. “A rash comment in the heat of the moment.” His face was so close she could feel electricity snapping between them. “I think I’m still feeling that heat.” She tilted her hips. He groaned. It was enough. His mouth captured hers.