"Sheikh?" the cake shop owner approached, severing their sensual haze. "Have you made a decision?"
Amir blinked at Serena several times and she grew fascinated with watching the desire slowly cool down in his eyes. She finally sat back, whilst he looked away, wanting desperately to fan down her steaming cheeks but not wanting him to know how much he had affected her. Amir spoke to the shop owner in fluent and rapid Arabic before turning back towards Serena. The shop keeper then left. Amir informed her, "He says, a glaze is absolutely possible."
"Good." Serena took a large drink of water from the glasses the owner had brought and kept her gaze safely on her folder. She then said, "We will get a variety of sheet cakes for the guests, and the spice cake for the head table, and the orange ca
