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Finding Qadr Sneak Peek!

As promised, here is the first few pages of Hana and Houssami's debut in Finding Qadr! HOWEVER, this was meant as a special surprise, AND to tide you over while you keep enjoying Unlocked Hearts, not to make you hate Unlocked Hearts, and then keep bothering me to hurry and finish up UH and put up FQ! SOOOOOOOOO

*********DISCLAIMER**********
DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE YET TO READ OR ARE CURRENTLY READING ONCE UPON QADR OR TWICE UPON QADR! ALSO DO NOT READ IF YOU FEEL LIKE READING THIS WILL CAUSE YOU TO HATE UNLOCKED HEARTS AND WILL BECOME A NAG ABOUT WHEN FINDING QADR WILL COME OUT!

Also, remember it is a rough draft :) Things might change between now and when FQ coms out (although I REALLY like it, so probably not much! And I still have to edit it so excue the mistakes!)

But other than that....

YAY!

Enjoy :)

..."Here we have the almost extinct long haired Houssami asleep in his natural habitat. Let's see if we can get a closer look!"

"Hana, get that stupid camera out of my face!" Houssam Shaykh grumbled, trying to pull the blanket  up over his head so that his wife wouldn't be able to get yet another picture of him. She had to have over a million by now! But much like Hana had done every morning since the morning after their wedding, she ignored him, stretching out over him completely to try and get a shot of his face. And much like it happened every morning, she lost her balance, and started to fall over the edge of the bed. And just like every morning, Houssam had to loop his arm around her waist, and pull her to safety, scowling at her as she raised the camera directly into his face, and took a picture.

"Ooh that one is for the front page of the Times!" she exclaimed gleefully, turning the camera around to show it to him. "I can see the headlines now! 'Star of the Knicks Secret Life!' she said with a giggle, and he glared at her.

"Why? Why must you torment me so? It isn't enough that you have to keep me awake all night with your kicking? You have to wake me up at an unholy hour shoving that camera into my face!?"

Hana's response was to take another picture of him, and as the flash went off, he hit her in the head with her pillow.

"You are so annoying! So help me I am going to take that lens and throw it out the window!""

"You would never do that!"

"I would so!"

"Would not!"

"And why is that?"

"Because you love me!"

"I do not! You're annoying! And please get your knee out of my ribcage," he said with a groan, "you're killing me over here!"

Hana jumped up so she was sitting on his stomach, her legs stretched out on either side of him, and as she began to scroll through the blurry shots she had taken of him right before she had started to fall, and right as she was falling, he started to run his fingers up and down her legs, causing her to laugh.

"Stop! Houssam! Stop it!"

"Why?" he asked, trying to sound grumbly, but his usually smile beginning to surface. 

"Because! You know how ticklish I am!" she protested, trying to push his hands away, and he ignored her, continuing his attentions to her legs.

"That's what you get for waking me up so early!"