The Greek's Pregnant Lover

“Yes.” Cass looked a little startled. “You read about me?”

Piper blushed, but smiled. “When Zephyr told me Neo was getting married, I was understandably curious about the woman who had managed to lead him to such a human endeavor.”

Cass laughed out loud. “Wow, and you told me once that Zephyr was the only person that really knew you well.”

“I’ve worked for Stamos and Nikos Enterprises a few times.” Piper gave them a look rife with meaning. “I met Neo on a couple of the projects, though he wasn’t coordinating them.”

“And you found me inhuman?” Neo asked, contriving to sound offended.

“You were so intimidating that I sent up a prayer of thanks you were not the lead on the project I’d been hired for.” She winked conspiratorially at Cass. “I thought Zephyr was so much more laid-back and would be a much easier man to work for.”

“But you learned the truth?” Cass asked with a teasing glance to Zephyr.

“It took a bit, but I did.”

Zephyr feigned shock. “So, you don’t think I’m easy to work for?”

“I think anyone excellent at their job, who makes a minimum of mistakes, if none at all, and who understands how very seriously you take the success of each development, will find you a pussycat to work for.”

“That’s a lot of caveats,” Neo said, laughing.

thought she

not sure if that was a character

“See? Diplomatic,” Cass teased.

you’re just a little superhuman for the rest of us. You just hide your

saying I am

a zipping motion over her sealed lips

her head against his shoulder. “Don’t worry, Superman, I like you just

but tonight all he felt was a fleeting hope Piper was seeing it, too. And

and all?”

patted his leg. “That’s part

look. “See, I do have

arrogance part of it, anyway,” Piper said with a cheeky

justified, then we

“That’s right,” Zephyr agreed.

Cass and Piper simply

to see the

would like evidence

in the Plaka over a necklace.” She clicked to one of the photos he had not known Piper had taken. It showed him in animated conversation with a short, square Greek about twenty years

bargain inside actual shops,” Cass asked. “I’ve