“A word of advice, Xavier,” Karima said once they reached Dubai and they were getting off the plane. “Whatever my dad says, don’t disagree with him.”
“But…” a frown marred his face at that.
“If you do, you better be subtle about it,” she supplied, a small smile stretching her lips.
“I have grown on you,” he chuckled good-humoredly, “admit it.”
“Pff, puh-lease,” she rolled her eyes at him.
Amira smiled at their exchange. They could be so funny - entertaining even. Her apprehension at having to see her family in the circumstances grew exponentially when she heard Karima’s words, and she inhaled deeply before exhaling loudly.
“What’s got you all worked up, princesa?” Her fiancé asked, the hint of a smile still on his face.
She gave him a pointed look.
“You’re worried they won’t
