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 you did not destroy my company

best, isn’t that right,

nodded, looking no

“You are the best.”

Her lovely blue eyes began to gleam with

colleagues based on things he had heard as a result of Arthur Bellingham’s

“But you didn’t.”

visited properties you’d finished, but most importantly, I liked the

real

almost cost me the work

you decided to destroy

not destroy your business. I merely helped you along in the process.”

bastard!” Art

least I’m an honest one. 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. You are overextended financially and have been for years. Your designs are unimaginative. And you do

that was completely wasted on his audience. “That has never bothered my clients

tolerated your shoddy business practices in order to attach the

worth having before you set out to

decent, if conservative design firm. You’ve been doing your

going to be out of work when Très Bon