His grin dropped, and Christine suddenly wished she hadn't said anything. But then he gave a whoop, spun her off her feet and set her down again. "You're pregnant?"
She glanced around. Only a few people watched them—most folks seemed too busy enjoying the food and the music. She leaned close and whispered, "That time in the pool."
He swept her back into the dance but kept his touch light on her. "You realize that means we married just in time."
Smiling up at him, she shook her head. "No, we fell in love just in time."
"Ah, habibi—there is no falling. For me, my love for you is something that has always been and always will be. Now, shall we scandalize everyone except Nasim and run away from our own wedding?"
She gave a laugh and nodded, and they slipped away into the desert night.
End of The Sheikh's Determined Lover