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She’d always had something that outstripped a pedigree for him. Her body. He could not resist her and the feeling was mutual. It might not be the love she’d believed she’d had when she got married, but it wasn’t anything to dismiss either. The kind of passion they shared was rare and very precious.
Both her sisters were deeply in love with their husbands and loved in return, but both had shared with Polly that their sex lives were adequate. While hers? Was spectacular. And she didn’t dismiss that as nothing of importance.
“I need you too,” she said in a wobbly voice.
He jerked his head, like her words had touched a live wire inside him. Then he pulled Polly into his arms and against his chest. “Petros, please escort Mama and Stacia out to the helicopter.”
Simply ignoring his mother’s and sister’s continued protests, Alexandros guided Polly into the drawing room, settling them both on the sofa with their daughter and even contriving to sing along to some of the songs with Polly and Helena.
As if the big argument had not happened.
Polly paused just inside the drawing room. “You might consider giving them a break.”
“What?” He stared down at her like she was the one who was acting out of character.
“Your mom and sister are used to getting their way. Maybe give them a chance to adjust to the new family normal before you ban them from family lunch and stop giving your sister an allowance.”
“You told her to get a job,” he reminded her.
“Honestly? It would do her good, but I think you could ease into it. Give her a month to find something she’s willing to lower herself to do. You know?”
“I’ll think about it.”
“And your mom?”
“Made her own choice about not coming for the family luncheon.”
Polly couldn’t deny that. “But if she changes her mind?”
“I will welcome her to my home as always.”
Petros and Corrina stayed the night, flying back into Athens with Alexandros the next morning.
Polly found her more relaxed schedule a lot more pleasant than she’d expected it to be, and she loved having as much time as she wanted to play with Helena.
When her daughter went down for her nap after lunch, Polly relaxed with a book. She didn’t remember the last time she’d been able to read just because she wanted to.
Curled up in her favorite lounge chair in her room, she was surprised when the door opened.
Beryl was attending a meeting on Polly’s behest and Dora had already left for the day. Of course, any one of the other servants could have decided they needed to talk to Polly about something, but she was rarely interrupted when she was in her sanctuary.
She looked up, waiting to see who needed her and was startled at the sight of her husband.
“I didn’t hear the helicopter.” Had he told her he was coming home early?
She didn’t remember him doing so.
He looked at the book in her hand. “When you are lost in a book, a bomb could go off and I am not sure you would notice.”
“I haven’t gotten to really enjoy a good read in so long, I guess I forgot.” She cast a quick glance at the baby monitor, relieved to see the lights indicated her daughter was still sleeping. “I’ll have to rethink reading while Helena is napping if I didn’t hear the helicopter.”
“I’m sure our daughter’s voice would penetrate. Your mother instincts are too strong for it not to.” Alexandros looked around the room like he’d never been in there before. Maybe he never had.
It was her sanctuary, but she never came to this room in the evenings when he was home.
“You’ve put your mark on this room.”
“I redecorated it when I did the nursery.”
