“I just don’t think I can do this job. It is so hard, there is so much I love about it, but I feel like I’m never going to get it fast enough fo... them,” I nodded my head towards the manager’s office . “Hang in there, you will do just fine. Don’t let them get to you and keep doing what you’re doing because it is coming together for you. I know it was a tough transition, but you are making headway.” His words were so sweet and just what I needed. It didn’t hurt that he was some great eye candy to. Shall we go in?"The great man was there in person to welcome them and Paulette was whisked away to the fitting room where she was offered a choice of three dresses to wear, any one of which would have cost her a year's wages. When she had finally chosen which one she thought suited her best, she was led back to where the Emir waited for her."Excellent," he said, "I like it. That will do."They left the boutique with Paulette's mind in a whirl, and she did not notice Maktum supervising the. "Charlotte? Are you sure?"She nodded and brought the cloth lower, wrapping her hand around him, feeling him harden at her touch. Wrapping his arm around her waist, he drew her against his skin, feeling her breasts flatten against his chest. Suds slicked the space between them, making her slippery in his embrace. "If you're sure, let's do this the right way."He took the cloth from her and gently soaped her back and shoulders, letting the water wash away sweat and river smell. He turned her so. Christian would nary consider another mate to carry his child even though his beloved Brigid begged him to consider such a deed. His love for her was too strong for him to even see any woman other than his queen. A call went out into the kingdom for any who might see the queen through a birth. Christian offered money and position to anyone who could assist the couple issue an heir. Many answered the call and Brigid felt a gentle widening of her body and tenderness in her breasts alerting her.