The Pharaoh's Kiss (Reincarnation Romance Chronicles Book 3) by Dana Michelle Burnett

“Can you give me just a moment?”
    Jeremy looked from me to Alex and then back to me again. He cleared his throat and nodded, “Of course. I’ll wait outside.”
    He went to the door and glanced back at me, “I’m so relieved that you’re safe. You can’t imagine how worried I’ve been.”
    As soon as the door closed, I went to Alex and grabbed his hand.
    “Alex,” I pleaded. “Please look at me... Talk to me.”
    “What do you want me to say?” He choked out as he looked up at me with chestnut eyes full of pain, “What can I say?”
    “Alex please...”
    “Are you going to go with him?” Alex asked, squeezing my hand so tightly it hurt.
    “I don’t want to, but I sort of feel like I have to,” I admitted reluctantly. “I mean apparently I was going to marry this man... I think I owe it to him to go back and try to explain what happened. Don’t you think I at least owe him that?”
    “Well that’s that then,” Alex said in a tight voice. He moved as if he was about to walk away as I reached out and grabbed his arm.
    “Alex,” I begged, feeling the cold chill of panic sweep over me. “This doesn’t change anything between us.”
    At last, he looked up and met my eyes, his were filled with unshed tears, but I could watch them growing colder. “Senna, it changes everything.”

Chapter Seventeen
     
    Jeremy had a car waiting to take us to another hotel in the city. I sat against the door, as far away from him as possible, looking out the window and wishing I’d see Alex running out to stop me.
    Do I really have to go? I don’t know this man...I really don’t owe him anything...
    I glanced over at Jeremy to see him watching my every move. He smiled at me warmly.
    “You have no idea how worried I’ve been,” he said with a relieved sigh. “I kept imagining the most horrible things.”
    “I’m sorry,” I said automatically.
    He nodded, “I’m just glad that you’re safe and sound.”
    “Thank you,” I mumbled, not sure what else to say.
    Well this is awkward...
    We fell into silence for the remainder of the ride. I didn’t know what to say to this stranger beside me and he seemed to be at a loss how to carry on a conversation with someone that didn’t remember anything about the relationship we supposedly had.
    When we reached the hotel, I shied away from the hand he offered as I got out of the car. I looked up at his modern, luxurious accommodations, but still felt nothing.
    I stayed here? With this man?
    I looked back over at Jeremy as he held the door open for me. I felt awkward walking through the lobby with him, as if people were turning and staring at me. He guided me toward the elevator, keeping his hand on the small of my back.
    “You must have several questions for me,” he said as we stepped into the elevator.
    “I do,” I whispered nervously.
    “Ask me anything you want.”
    “Where are we from? What do I do? What do you do? Why are we in Egypt? How did we meet? How long we’ve been engaged?”
    He laughed as the elevator doors open. He stepped out, motioning for me to follow.
    “Why don’t you change?” He said as he stopped at one of the doors and used his card key to open it, “We’ll go down for brunch, have a nice relaxing meal, and I’ll answer all of your questions.”
    I stepped inside the room and looked around. It could have been a hotel room anywhere in the world with its patterned carpet, white drapes, and white bedding. I saw the Queen size bed and blushed. I looked nervously at him and then went to the closet.
    Opening the closet, I saw all of what I assumed were my clothes. I felt no recognition. I had no memory of buying these things, packing them, or unpacking them into this closet. I pulled out a pair of khaki colored capris and then embroidered cami similar to the one I was wearing. I paused then and looked back at Jeremy pleadingly.
    Jeremy cleared his throat, “Why don’t I step out on the balcony so you can change?”
    He walked past me