The Greek's Pregnant Bride

She shrugged. ‘They’re tenacious. It was to be expected.’

‘They’re like locusts.’ He laid his palms on the table, his face stark with anger.

Not wanting all the good feeling ruined, she raised a hand to his face and palmed his cheek. ‘Thank you.’

The blue in his eyes darkened, his frame stilling. ‘For what?’

‘For trying to keep them away from me.’

His nostrils flared a touch. He didn’t answer, simply stared at her as if trying to peer into her mind.

She gazed back, drinking him in, the heat inside her—so constant when with him—bubbling beneath her...

And then he dipped his head and covered her mouth with his, holding it there, not moving, just breathing into her, warm champagne-scented air filling her senses until he gently slid his mouth across her cheek and brushed his lips against her ear. ‘Soon, agapi mou, I will do more than just kiss you.’

melted. Her heart racing at a gallop, she was about to grab his hand and beg him to

for the Kalamatianos,’ he said, referring to the traditional wedding dance adored by all Greeks. Over his shoulder, Mikolaj and Tanya grinned and waved,

so glad she’d gone behind his back and invited them. It hadn’t sat well with her, knowing he would have no one from his childhood there. Knowing Christian was happy she

her feel all warm and fuzzy inside, thinking they had gone behind

Zayed and Stefan chivvied everyone up to form a circle around them, the guests linking hands and, following Mikolaj

had the time of her life. When the Kalamatianos was over, everyone, including the bride and groom, stayed on the

to last forever, to hold on to this moment for as long as she could. Contrarily, she wanted it to end now, wanted the sensuous

Soon...

his suite and begin their newly married life in a manner that sent heat surging

* * *

the suite and, keeping hold of Alessandra’s hand, closed

touch her and taste her and do all the things he’d wanted to do for so long the ache in his groin

been moved in while their celebrations had been going on—had been decorated. Flowers were artfully arranged in vases, rose

very romantic,’ she said, twisting round to