The Greek's Pregnant Lover

“But I am a reasonable man.”

“You always have been with me,” Piper agreed with a smile.

“Of course you would say that,” Art sneered. “You two are obviously having an affair.”

“We are engaged to be married,” Zephyr said in dangerous tones the other man would do well not to ignore, “not having an affair.”

“Well, congratulations.” Sarcasm dripped from every syllable.

“Thank you.” Zephyr did sardonic truth up there with the best of them. “That happy news aside, I did not express my less than favorable opinion of your unimaginative and overpriced design firm for Piper’s sake.”

“Right,” Art said sarcastically.

“Had you not done your level best to destroy not only your marriage, but also any hope of ongoing friendship with Piper as well, she probably would never have left New York.”

“That’s true,” Piper added with a look that could only be termed sentimental.

Zephyr smiled at her. “I’m glad you came to Seattle.”

“Me, too.”

trying to say

I demand the best, isn’t

no

“You are the best.”

lovely blue eyes began to gleam

as a result of Arthur Bellingham’s very real smear campaign against you in New

“But you didn’t.”

worked with and visited properties you’d finished, but most importantly, I liked the proposal you gave me for my own project better than anyone else’s,” Zephyr

demanded, showing a real lack of understanding his offense, even

lies almost cost me the work of

to destroy

you along in the process.”

ruthless bastard!” Art rasped in a

Unlike your creative dealing with the truth, I never once said something about your firm that wasn’t true. I wouldn’t hire Très Bon for one of my properties.

superiorly, an effort that was completely wasted on his audience. “That has never bothered my

practices in order to attach the name of Très Bon to their

worth having before you set out to

your best to

out of work when Très Bon folds?” the other man asked,