One Hot Desert Night

That could explain why Mystery Man had been staring at her nonstop. “Gee, thanks, sis. I didn’t know the invitation came with insults.”

Piper rolled her eyes to the gold-bedecked ceiling. “I meant you look exhausted. You couldn’t look terrible if you tried.”

Oh, but she did. She was well aware how badly her blond hair needed a trim and how pale she’d become since she’d left the field. “I’m in dire need of some sun and sleep, that’s for sure. Spa treatments couldn’t hurt.”

Piper grinned. “Well, you’ve come to the right place. Or maybe I should say the right palace.”

Sunny felt as if she’d been transported back to a better place and time, when she and her twin hadn’t had a care in the world, in spite of the fact they hadn’t had a caring mother. “Very funny, Pookie Bear.”

Her sister scowled. “Please don’t let my husband hear you call me that, Sunshine. He’ll grab on to the nickname like a fish on a worm and won’t let go.”

“Tell you what,” she said. “You can the Sunshine and I’ll forget the Pookie.”

“But your name is Sunshine.”

“And you know how much I hate that.”

“All right, it’s a deal.” Piper hooked her arm through Sunny’s. “Now I shall escort you to your accommodations. For this visit, I’ve selected the first-floor guest quarters reserved for very special guests. Lots of privacy.”

Unlike the last stay at the palace, this time Sunny needed privacy and a place to hide away, at least when she wasn’t expected to socialize with the in-laws. “I only require a bed and a bath.”

“Oh, you’ll have both,” Piper said as she led her down a lengthy corridor off the foyer. “And your own private garden.”

“As long as I don’t have to tend it, that sounds great.”

After they navigated a narrow hallway flanked by more polished rock walls, Piper paused in front of a pair of gleaming wooden doors and opened them wide. “Enter this chamber fit for a princess. Or the princess’s sister.”

Sunny stepped over the threshold and visually searched the massive room, awed by the absolute grandeur, including an intricately carved headboard, red satin spread and a scattering of matching red and gold chairs. She turned to Piper and smiled. “Where’s my tiara?”

“I’ll have one sent up,” she said. “Bathroom’s to the right, complete with massive soaking tub and a carwash-size shower, in case you want to have a party with a companion or ten.”

She didn’t even have one companion, let alone ten. When the image of the patently sexy, albeit elusive Rayad jumped into her brain, she mentally shoved it away. But she couldn’t dispel the suffocating imagines of confinement at the hands of a criminal. She couldn’t rid herself of the concern that she might never function as the normal sensual woman she’d once been. “Do you have a few minutes for a brief visit, or do you have to tend to royal duties or baby stuff?”

Piper plopped down onto a gold brocade divan. “Sure. Sam won’t be up from his nap for another half hour or so.”

Sunny joined her on the less-than-comfortable sofa. “So how is my nephew these days?”

Her sister revealed a mother’s smile. “He’s fat and sassy and a very active eight-month-old. He started crawling fairly early, and now he’s pulling up on furniture poised to take off on his chubby little legs at any time. But I really expect him to climb before he walks.”

She expected Piper to burst at the seams with pride at any moment. “I assume the supermodel hasn’t given you and Adan any trouble since the adoption.”

“Not one bit. As far as everyone in the kingdom knows, Sam is my son.”

Sunny took her sister’s hand. “He is your son in every way that counts.”

“You’re right,” Piper said. “And not only am I a mother, I have been commissioned as the official palace portrait artist. It’s been a juggling act over the past few months, but I’ve had a lot of help with Sam from the staff and my gorgeous husband. I just finished Adan’s painting two days ago and I hope it’s up to speed.”

Sunny smiled. “I saw the paintings, and Piper, they’re beautiful. I’m so glad you tore yourself away from our grandfather’s business so you could finally do what you’ve wanted to do for years.”

Piper shrugged. “Believe me, if I hadn’t met Adan, I’d probably still be acting as the company’s goodwill ambassador. However, that position directly led to my husband.”

Sunny grinned around an unexpected nip of envy. “You must have shown him some mighty fine goodwill, among other things.”

After they shared in a laugh, Piper’s expression turned suddenly serious. “Enough about me. How are you doing?”

She’d been dreading this part of the visit—recounting the details of what led to her breakup with Cameron. Horrific details that she’d relived every day and night since the traumatic experience. “I’m doing much better than the last time we spoke. I’ve moved past the anger and on to acceptance.” Though she would never quite accept her former lover’s abandonment when she’d needed him most.

“It’s not your fault,” Piper said, as if she could read her thoughts. “He wasn’t good enough for you if he couldn’t face what happened.”

“He tried, Piper. I was a mess.”

“He didn’t try hard enough, and that makes him a jerk.”

“He was dealing with his own guilt for not following me that day so he could ride in and save me.”

“Stop making excuses for him, Sunny. You were brutally attacked and abducted and that’s not something anyone can get over in a matter of days. If I’d been through the same thing, I know Adan would have stuck by me.”

Something suddenly occurred to her. “You haven’t mentioned the attack to Adan, have you?”

Piper shook her head. “No. He thinks you’re here because of the breakup. I don’t like keeping things from him, but I did promise you I wouldn’t say anything.”

She’d known she could count on her sister for discretion. “Thank you. The network decided to keep it under wraps.”

Piper frowned. “Why? Are they afraid you’re going to sue them?”

“No. They’re respecting my privacy. They know if word gets out, I’ll be headline news instead of covering it.” She sighed. “I keep trying to tell myself we knew what we were walking into. What we’d been walking into for the past three years. Greed breeds criminals, but you never really know who they are until you meet up with one on a dark street. And in one moment of carelessness, your whole perspective on life changes when facing possible death.”

Piper leaned over and hugged her. “I hope you’re going to consider staying in the States when you resume your career.”

She had considered it, then nixed that idea altogether, a fact she chose to withhold from her twin for the time being. “That’s going to be up to the network, provided they even want me after I’ve been on leave for two months.”

“The network adores you, Sunny. I’m sure they’ll welcome you back with open arms. Do you still have your apartment in Atlanta?”

Sunny shook her head. “Nana convinced me to give it up when my lease ran out while I was staying with her and Poppa. My things are in storage in Charleston.”

“Well, you can always live in the guesthouse permanently since I’ve vacated the premises.”

She’d rather eat collard greens. “A little bit of the grandparents goes a long way. If I decided to work solely in the U.S., I’d move back to Atlanta.”

Piper gave her another quick hug. “I hope you do. I wouldn’t have to worry about you fending off poisonous snakes in some rain forest.”

At least she hadn’t brought up unseen attackers. “You could have gone all year without mentioning those foul creatures,” she said, followed by a yawn.

Piper came to her feet and smiled. “You apparently have a lot of catch-up to do on your sleep. So feel free to take a long nap.”

If only it were that simple. Sleep hadn’t come easily, at least nightmare-free sleep. “That sounds good, but it’s not that long until bedtime.”

“True, but don’t hesitate to try the giant bathtub before dinner,” Piper added.