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But she had to. There was no more time left. She had to be back at work on Monday.
    She chewed her bottom lip as she figured out what so say. So, um, I was trying to book my flight out of here and they said that there was something wrong with my visa.
    She would've asked him for help first, but he'd always been busy. Besides, she didn't want him to pay for her ticket. He'd given her so much already.
    Her heart twisted at the knowledge that their days were numbered.
    She didn't want it to end, but she had a job to return to, bills to pay.
    Her throat tightened when she thought of him finding someone else after she left. While she pined for him, he would've already forgotten about her. Her resolve weakened. She didn't really need a job, did she? Sadiq would take care of her.
    Until he tired of you , a voice told her. She hated to think it, but it was true. If she stayed, Sadiq would eventually tire of her and not only would she be heartbroken, she'd be jobless as well. Reluctantly, she lifted her head from Sadiq's chest. "Sadiq, there's something wrong with my visa."
    His laugh rumbled through his chest as he wrapped his arms around her. "What do you mean?"
    Not being able to face him, she fingered a hair strand on his chest.
    She loved him, she realized.
    Love. It was hard to believe, but it was true. She loved Sadiq.
    After everything, she now knew that what she had felt for David wasn't love. When she compared her feelings, it seemed as if what she'd with David was more for convenience's sake than anything. It was nothing, not even a shadow, of what she felt with Sadiq. While losing David had been hard, the thought of losing Sadiq had her heart twisting and aching.
    She was familiar with the phrase that it was better to have loved than not at all, but she was pretty sure that whoever said that wasn't feeling the anguish she was feeling right now.
    She felt empty at the thought of a life without Sadiq, but there was nothing she could do about it. It was bound to happen. Multimillionaires did not marry poor struggling artists.
    She took in a deep breath and bit the bullet. "I tried booking my flight back to New York this afternoon and I'm having trouble getting my exit visa."
    There. That wasn't so hard.
    "Book a flight? Did something happen?" His concerned eyes roamed her face and she began to feel guilty for not having a better reason to leave than work.
    "No, no. Nothing's wrong. It's just that-"
    "Because I thought you were going back with me."
    "Oh." She cheered up at the thought of staying with Sadiq a little longer. "When will that be?"
    "A couple of months. I've just been appointed head of the new trading committee."
    "But how about Grocer Dan and and your company?"
    "The media has cut down on their attack since my father's heart attack and I can work from here. It's just for a few months."
    "I'm sorry. I have to go. Work and all..."
    "I see," Sadiq bit coldly.
    He felt as if his world was crumbling down before his eyes. She didn't love him.
    He shook his head wordlessly, speechless. She didn't even like her job and she wanted to go back? Had she tired of him already? The thought was unsettling. While he'd barely gotten a taste of her, she'd apparently had enough of him to last a lifetime.
    Bitterness filled his mouth. She knew that she didn't have to work for rent or food anymore. She had him, didn't she?
    Even though he hadn't given her anything, she had to know that he would've provided for her if she stayed. But she hadn't even asked.
    She just wanted out.
    Had this just been some kind of adventure for her?
    He felt sick at the thought.
    Detain her, a voice inside of him said.
    As drastic as it seemed, the idea became more and more tempting as he thought about it. He could easily keep her locked up in the house. It wouldn't be like what they had had this past week, but eventually, she would come around.
    No. Damn it. He wasn't going to do anything like that. He had to be strong. If she wanted out, he would let her