“You know he reminds me a little of Art, only different,” Piper said.

“The contractor?”

“Jean-René. He flirts. All the time, but there is no sexual heat behind it.”

“And there was with Art.”

“Yes. He accused me of being immaturely jealous, but after seeing Jean-René in action, I can say definitely that the intent behind the flirting makes all the difference.”

“Yes, Jean-René is a Frenchman. He flirts with a ninety-year-old grandmother as warmly as he would a runway model.”

Piper nodded. “It’s all about making a woman smile, without making her feel like sexual prey.”

“Art did not understand the difference?”

“How could he? Any woman even halfway attractive to him was sexual prey.” The disgust that tinged Piper’s tone was a definite improvement over the grief that used to lie so heavily on her when she talked about her ex.

since he and Piper had begun their liaison, there had been no

hugged him, right there on the stairs. “No,

her own since they reached the villa. He didn’t know if that was because

pregnancy into account, or not. He’d also resisted

bedroom and closed the door behind them.

the drape at the window, she did not answer for

hard to leave here.” He began divesting

I want

did not ask what she wanted to know. There was only one thing causing worry lines between

wanted her to be pregnant. Then he could be selfish and convince her to marry him despite the lack

her shoulder, caressing her nape with his thumb. “I have something more interesting to focus on than a dark

her expression soft and

“Can you doubt it?”

just shook her head and waited. Waited for him to kiss her, to touch

exactly

learned that he had already made an appointment for the next morning with her doctor. She wasn’t even a little surprised by his excessive efficiency. She was a

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