Lyla

I woke up feeling groggy.

Warmth surrounded me, as well as a pair of strong arms. I curled into Rashid’s hard chest, soaking in what was left of our time together.

I didn’t want to get up or leave but knew that I had to.

My car would be here soon, taking me to an airport and sending me home soon, never to step foot in the UAE ever again.

I ran my hands over Rashid’s ...