The Greek's Pregnant Lover

Thankfully, her siblings’ reactions were not nearly so complicated. They were thrilled for her and Zephyr, and let them both know it. They also readily admitted they thought it was beyond lovely they got a free vacation out of attending their baby sister’s wedding.

Dinner with Zephyr’s mother and her family was every bit as emotional as the afternoon before had been, but in a completely different way. Leda was ecstatic that her son was willing to build a relationship with her. She, too, guessed Piper was pregnant, but treated it completely as the reason for rejoicing that it was. She made it clear she was very happy Zephyr had found Piper to spend the rest of his life with and that she was looking forward to another grandchild to spoil.

His siblings were even more pleased than Piper’s, his sister going so far as to offer herself as a resource for a first-time mom.

“That went well,” Piper said as she dropped onto the sofa in their suite’s living area after returning from the house in Kifissia.

“Ne…yes.” Zephyr joined her on the couch, tugging her into his body and practically across his lap.

“You’re such a cuddler.”

“I like holding you.”

“That works well for me as I like being snuggled, a lot.”

“We are perfect complements to each other.” He sounded very satisfied by that observation.

“We are.” Even if the love only went one direction, he acted like he loved her, and in the end, wasn’t it actions that mattered the most?

absolute certainty. “This marriage is not a bad thing

of his mouth, loving that she had the freedom

more closely to their

You’re asking me

“I am.”

him, and decided the time had come for a little full disclosure. “I am perfectly aware that there is a

“So?”

I’m pregnant and while I believe that is the reason you first considered marriage, I also believe that you wouldn’t tie my life to yours if you didn’t want to on a level beyond that. I’m not saying you love me, but I do believe you need me.” She cupped his face with both her hands. “And I want to

to marry me regardless of whether or not you

she asked, “How do you feel

you loved me, I thought you were

me, that sort of goes hand in hand with

“Does it?”

letting them rest against his chest,

when a man wants to marry a woman more than he wants anything

are you