The Greek's Pregnant Lover

“You are welcome.”

“Are you sure we aren’t rushing?”

Something clenched in his gut. “Are you having second thoughts?”

“No! Not at all.”

Okay, so that was good. “Have you changed your mind about walking down the aisle with a noticeable bump?”

“Definitely not.”

“Then we are not rushing things, we are simply being expedient.”

“Right. Um, Art called a little bit ago.”

Was that what had prompted her uncertainty? If so, was it because old feelings for her ex had resurfaced, or was it because seeing him made her question her decision-making skills when it came to marriage? “What did he want?”

“It finally sank in what you said about us getting married.”

“He is not invited.” Forgiving his family was one thing, her ex was a bridge too far.

“He wasn’t angling for an invitation, well not entirely.”

“That man has no shame.” And even less business sense.

don’t even know the main reason

wasn’t hard to figure out. “Let me

“Yes! How could he?”

a man like him? Very

sound of disgust that transferred more than adequately over the cell phone. “I suppose so, but there was a time, and I find this really hard to accept now without considering myself an idiot, only I loved that man—or at least the man

has feet

body is clay,

definitely not resurrected tender feelings. Zephyr could afford to be generous. “Do you want me

if I did?” she asked, sounding more curious than

“Yes.”

“You didn’t even hesitate.”

you to

a loan would just be throwing good money after bad. Most of his best designers have left the firm because of creative or financial difficulties. I suggested moving to smaller offices when I still worked at the firm, but he liked the ‘grand’ impression the space made on clients, the illusion that the firm was bigger than it was. He’s still paying rent on prime New York commercial real estate much

want to acknowledge his poor choices and the effect they’ve had on

I made a few phone calls. Along with learning his best designers had left Très Bon, I discovered he’s mostly been staffing with temporary interns since

“So, no loan?”

“No loan,” Piper confirmed.

“I am sorry.”

their livelihood and for his uncle, who is still living. Old Mr. Bellingham has to watch his company fall apart,

is not an issue

you

feelings for him a long time after the