The Greek Tycoon's Secret Heir by Katherine Garbera Page A

that made sense.”
    “Only one thing?” she asked. Actually she was surprised anything she’d said made sense. She’d been flying blind, driven by emotion, and that never boded well for making sense.
    “Well, the not-sleeping-together thing is insane.”
    She flushed. “Depends on your point of view.”
    “I’m going to change yours on that topic. But I was referring to when you said that you couldn’t build a relationship by yourself.”
    “I’m glad you were listening,” she said.
    He put his coffee mug down on the dresser and walked back to the bed. He sat down next to her, his lean hip pressing against her body.
    “I always listen,” he said.
    “I hope so,” she said. She’d pinned her hopes for a happy future on the fact that one day he’d really hear her say that she hadn’t betrayed him and believe her.
    He traced his finger along the line of the sheet where she had it clutched to her chest. “What are you sleeping in?”
    She shook her head. “I think we’ll leave that to your imagination.”
    He fingered the cap sleeve of her shirt. “I think we shouldn’t. I’m picturing you naked.”
    “Clearly I’m not.”
    “Pity.”
    “Sometimes Theo gets scared at night and sleeps with me.”
    He ran his finger down the edge of the scoop neck of her pajama top. “What scares him?”
    She struggled to keep focused on the conversation and not the feel of his finger moving over her skin. “Different things. He can’t always recall.”
    “Do you always soothe him?”
    “Yes. We pray and I sing to him.”
    “That’s one of the things I admire about you,” he said.
    “What?”
    “The way you mother Theo. You’re very good with him.”
    When he’d first been born, she’d been surprised at how much she loved her son. Having him had added a dimension to her life that she’d never realized was missing. He gave her someone to love and on whom to pour all the caring she’d hidden away for years.
    “He’s easy to love.”
    “Yes, he is,” Christos said. He leaned toward her and she lifted herself up to him. “Are you sure about this no-sex rule?”
    She shook her head.
    “ Baba , come on. She’ll take all day to get ready if you don’t leave her room.”
    Christos dropped a quick kiss on her lips and stood, picking up his coffee mug on the way out of the room. As the door closed behind the two Theakis males, Ava pulled the covers over her head and tried not to let her heart believe that today was the start of a new life with Christos and Theo.

Seven
    C hristos eyed his father as the old man maneuvered his wheelchair down the stone ramp leading to the garages. Theo, dancing around him with all that energy, gave Christos something to focus on, but he couldn’t turn his mind away from the fact that his father was heading his way. Absently he noted the watergun in Theo’s hand.
    The conversation last night with Ava still played in his mind. Hell, everything from last night was vivid, especially the way she’d moved against him. The way her soft skin had felt pressed to his.
    “Baba?”
    “Yes, Theo.”
    “Is Grandfather coming with us?”
    “I didn’t invite him,” Christos said under his breath, but then his father wasn’t really one to wait to be asked. “Why don’t you go ask him?” Christos suggested.
    Theo ran toward Ari, and Christos went back to packing the things they’d need for a day on the boat. He’d slept little the night before. Once Ava had left his rooms he’d gone to the study and worked all night so that taking the day off wouldn’t be a problem.
    He didn’t exactly hate his new life, but he wasn’t sure it was his yet. And Ava’s conversation last night had driven home to him the fact that it was past time for him to start figuring out what this new life was going to be.
    “You have a call at the main house,” Ari said as he came into the garage.
    “From whom?”
    “Tristan. He said he needed to speak to you this morning. He’s on his