The Greek's Pregnant Lover

He looked startled for a moment and then sighed. “You may be right about that. Look, I understand you having some sour grapes toward me, I really do.”

“That’s big of you.”

He frowned. “But not my company. You built a name for yourself with Très Bon.”

Seriously? He was going to use that argument about this—whatever this was. “A name that you dirtied with your rotten, not to mention untrue slurs.”

“I told you, I was smarting from our breakup. I exaggerated some things. I wasn’t myself.”

“You made stuff up with the creativity of a fiction writer.”

He grimaced. “You may have a point.”

She was so done with this conversation. “So, you’re here to apologize?”

“If that’s what it takes.”

“To do what exactly?” Piper asked, still bewildered as to what her ex was talking about.

get me off Zephyr Nikos’s

Très Bon for that matter?” Très Bon was not the type of design firm Zephyr used on his projects. They lacked the innovative approach

blackballing my company in circles that have

him to blackball you?” Piper asked, deeply offended. “You know me better

a man like that wouldn’t go after me without motivation. I’m beneath his

been slandering you, why haven’t you

man would be stupid enough to say anything he could be held liable for in

is a very busy man. Why would he take even a few minutes from his jam-packed schedule to besmirch your company’s

on the verge

He’s a hundred times the man you are, or could even hope to be. Second, if you’re on the verge of bankruptcy, it has more to do with the

campaign has cost me business!”

you’re lying. Zephyr simply would not

it was time to step in. “For a man in my position, it only takes a comment here and there,” he said as he walked around the personalized paint chip display that blocked his view of Piper

arms and gave him a bright smile. “Hi, Zee. I didn’t know you

with what he saw. Piper had been married to this? “I had a feeling he’d come crying to you

outrage. “I’ve never even met you,