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closed, but she still worried that something might be inside the wound that would become infected .  He really needed to get to a doctor to do this and make sure that it was done correctly.  She didn’t have enough light and anything could go wrong. 
    Instead of focusing on the negative, she worked quickly to sew things up.  She wanted to get away from this man.  At the wedding, he’d been several feet away which was completely different than being this close to him.  His skin was warm with little give because of all the muscles.  No fat on this man, she thought, impressed despite herself .  And boy did he smell good!  Wasn’t he supposed to be all hot and sweaty?  Stinky?   Well, he was sweaty, but the scent wasn’t bad.  It was very good.  Too good! 
    She had the crazy thought that she’d like to rip away more of his tee shirt and find out what was underneath. 
    When he reached up and tore more of the fabric, Isla gasped and couldn’t look away.  “Why did you do that?” she asked, her mouth suddenly dry and her eyes transfixed on the gorgeous chest covered with muscles and tanned , incredibly glorious skin. 
    He looked into her eyes, watching her reaction carefully and he knew that she was just as interested in him as he was in her.  He could see it in the way her eyes kept straying to his chest, and the fact that she glanced into his eyes, then quickly away again.  In better light, he suspected that she might even be blushing and he wanted to smile at the thought.  Instead of stating that he wanted her soft, delicate fingers to touch his chest, to move along his skin and set him on fire with her gentle , teasing touch, he said simply, “There’s blood all over the shirt.  Can you clean up the rest?” he asked , wondering if she noticed that his voice was deeper as the lust for her increased with each passing moment . 
    Rashid watched as the beautiful woman glanced down at his chest.  He couldn’t believe that he was getting turned on while she was sewing up his wound but now that her heated gaze was looking down at his skin, the feeling was intensifying.  Damn, he wanted this woman. 
    He was already devising a plan to have her too.  He knew her brother well and had contacted him throughout the war.  They had collaborated against Hussan’s uncle, neither of them believing that the older man should be allowed to rape Silaria simply because he was had the right bloodlines .  A few years ago, Rashid had even suggested that Isla would be a good wife , offering her up as his bride to help support Hussan’s claim to rule.  At the time, he’d turned Rashid down, not sure what the future of his country might be .  But now that things had stabilized, he was ready to take on a bride.  Well, more specifically, he was ready to take this one on.  He’d never really thought about his future until he’d seen her at his friend’s wedding yesterday.  Now that she was close, he wanted all of her. 
    And she wanted him too. He could feel it, sense it in the way she was standing.  It might be just his imagination, but he thought he could actually smell her arousal and that thought sent his body into overdrive. 
    Yes, it was definitely time to get back with Rashid and take him up on the offer.  There was always the possibility that Rashid had selected another husband for his sister.  If that was the case, he’d have to do some negotiating.  He wasn’t even above stealing her out from under his friend’s back but he was suddenly determined that Isla would be his and his alone. 
    Isla took a deep breath as she pulled the needle through for the last time , relieved that the task was over and she was even proud of the neat stitches she’d done to hold his wound.  “There.  That should stop the bleeding until you can get to a real doctor.”  She stepped back and kept her eyes only on his wound.  She took another step back when he stood up, having trouble breathing with him so tall