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Pain lashed me. ‘Not all of us. Our fathers, maybe.’
Grey eyes met mine and a moment of affinity lingered between us, threatening to burrow into vulnerable places.
I cleared my throat. ‘Is that why you’re determined to try with Andreos?’
He’d said on the balcony that he was attempting to be different. The part of me that wasn’t terrified of what the future held desperately craved to see that difference.
The question took him aback, and a naked yearning blanketed his features before he mastered it. ‘Is it wrong to wish for a better outcome with my son than that between my father and I?’ he rasped.
Again, a deep, sacred sensation pulled at me. Harder. Stronger. Making it impossible to breathe.
Despite the danger of falling under the silken spell he was weaving, I laid my hand on his arm. ‘No, it’s not.’
His gaze dropped to my hand. Silence charged with electricity filled the room as something flashed in his eyes. Primal and fierce. The video and our conversation had done something to him. Shifted the dynamic.
I was tempted to run. To hide from it. But I was just as determined not to regress.
‘So...where do we go from here? After tonight, I mean?’
His eyes dropped to my lips, then moved back up to seize mine.
‘Now we consolidate on what we’ve started,’ he murmured huskily.
I wanted to ask for clarity. Wanted to ask whether he meant us or the larger world. But his fingers wound tighter around mine, his free hand rising to slide into my hair, dragging over my scalp in a wickedly evocative move that snatched the air from my lungs and hardened my nipples into aroused peaks.
Those penetrating eyes tracked my every reaction, his nostrils flaring when he caught the visible signs of my agitated state.
‘And how do you propose to do that?’ I asked.
‘By making things real both inside and outside of the marriage bed,’ he stated, his voice deep and sure.
Lightning-hot excitement charged through me, the need to experience this altered Axios overwhelming me. Would the change he wanted with his son manifest itself with me too, even in the short time I might have?
Only one way to find out.
I tugged myself free and stood to my feet.
Mutiny flashed in his eyes.
When he started to reach for me, I held up a hand. ‘If you want me to change my mind convince me that you’re worth it,’ I said.
Then I fled.
* * *
I went after her like a beast possessed.
She was mine.
My wife.
All evening I’d caught tantalising glimpses of her. The way she moved, the thoughtful way she responded to strangers’ rabid curiosity, even accommodating Stavros...
I’d run the gamut from telling myself I didn’t care about all the facets of herself she was revealing to feeling a determination to pin her down and extract every last secret from her.
But that video...
Her father was in possession of a hundred million euros. My name could have commanded an entire wing in a plush private hospital. And yet Calypso had chosen to deliver our son in a state-run hospital in K
