The Greek's Pregnant Lover

“He’s getting married. They will have children. This is a good place to bring them. The resort will only make it better. Cass likes to travel, but prefers private residence to hotels.”

“That makes sense, considering.”

“Yes.” He tugged her to relax further against his chest. “And you, can you imagine staying here on the occasional holiday?”

She sighed, her head coming to rest against his shoulder. “Too easily. If I owned a property like this, I wouldn’t relegate it to vacation home, though. I couldn’t resist living here.” The buried longing in her voice surprised him. “I don’t know how the previous owners did.”

“How would you run your business from here?”

“I thought daydreams didn’t have to be practical.”

“Indulge me.” He wrapped his arms around her waist, enjoying this moment of relaxed closeness.

She was good for him, which was just the dangerous kind of thinking he needed to avoid before he started spilling secrets again. This was about learning what was going on in her complicated brain, not revealing more of his own thoughts. And he would remember that.

“Living here would be the ultimate indulgence, but in answer to your all too prosaic question, with high-speed Internet, a reliable telephone service and a color fax machine, I could run my business from anywhere.”

“It would require a lot of travel.” Especially if she continued to work full-time.

“I travel a lot now.”

He understood her desire to live here, though. “I forget how much I enjoy the sunshine sometimes, but

share of those in Seattle.” She gave

“This is true. The first year Neo and

all

all of them have

it’s better than New York

though, the weather is perfect.” He and Neo had not left Greece because they wanted to get away from

are partial

“Which I am.”

“Maybe I should have relocated to Southern California, when I

we would not have

might have been

and saw that her azure eyes were troubled. He shook his head. “Are you trying to imply that our friendship has

if I’m the woman you envisioned as the mother of your future children.”

her in that role, before they started having sex. He admired her character and thought she would make an ideal mother and wife, except for that romantic streak even her rotten marriage had not cured her

would not

At least that

turned her head away completely, but not before

no. Tears were not going to happen. He gently, but inexorably, tugged her face back around. “Not because I do not think you would be eminently suitable, but because I

have to be a business transaction between the two