Chapter Fouty Two

Nawal's POV

"We're in Dubai" I shouted like a little girl, standing in our terrace wearing just my sleeping dress as I stares at the ocean.

I turn as I saw my husband walking up to me in his joga's pans, with one of his hand holding the phone and his other hand in his pocket.

He slowly slip his hand on my waist which made me to inhale sharply, no matter how long we are together, whenever we came close to each other again it feel like the first time.

"She is here" He murmured into the phone as he place a soft kiss on my shoulder.

I move uncomfortable in his arms, my face becoming red instantly, although he is just speaking to Mami over the phone, for some weird reason I felt as if she is looking at us.

"Yeah" he continues over the phone. "OK, I'll tell her".

I turn to look at him as my face stretch to a smile, with my hand