“I will make sure you are still pampered,” he assured her.

“What about you?”

“What about me?” he asked, not following.

“Don’t you think you could do with a bit of pampering?”

“I will avail myself of the spa services.”

“To check their quality standard, I bet.”

“So?”

“So, you’re something of a workaholic,” she clarified.

“As are you.”

“I love my business.” But she wasn’t really a workaholic. Once her business was established, she had every intention of cutting back her hours to make room for other things. “I never intended it to be everything in my life.”

“Then why do you consider the prospect of parenting the dissolution of your dreams?”

she jerked in startlement.

look like he believed her. “What

any good to hash over her old dream of building a life with a man who loved her, and

his mouth to say something, but before he got a chance,

to face

his hand out.

this is our architect, Jean-René

over Piper’s extended hand, rather than shaking it.

forward to working with you.

you know the way to

and put his arm around Piper’s waist. “Piper

a speculative look and then met her eyes, his expression serious. “Then I am

“Piper, please.”

interesting name,

of my father’s mentors in the army,”

looked down at her. “You

a grizzled army master sergeant who chewed tobacco and

name, though, non? This master sergeant who

Pipes is his nickname and I never asked how

Zephyr said, humor lacing his

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