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“Business?”
“Well, naturally without you and Helena around to keep me balanced, I tend to work very long hours.” He said it like admitting a grave sin.
She just grinned and took him by the arm, leading him into the living room, where they could sit down together. “I would expect nothing less. That’s why your family is so good for you.”
“You are good for me, agape mou. And yes, so is our daughter and this little one.” He laid his hand over her belly.
The baby kicked and she grinned. “He knows his daddy’s touch.”
They settled onto the spice-colored sofa together, Alexandros pulling her close into his side. Neither spoke. She was basking in the present, enjoying the knowledge that she and their daughter were not only welcome here, in the bastion she had considered an adjunct to his business, but desired.
“What are you thinking?” she finally asked him after several long, peaceful minutes.
“I am enjoying your presence here in my arms and the sound of our daughter telling herself stories in her bedroom. I dreamed of just such a moment many times.”
Polly didn’t remind him he should have invited her if he’d wanted her there, but she did ask in a soft teasing tone, “So what have we learned about vital communication between a husband and a wife?”
“That it is vital.” There was no humor in her husband’s voice, just conviction.
“I agree. Is there anything else you’ve been wanting and not telling me?” she thought to ask, though with very little expectation of a positive reply.
Billionaire tycoons weren’t known for not expressing their needs, or desires.
“I want to date again.”
“What?” Polly pulled away so she could see her husband’s face. “What do you mean? We go out together.
”
“To fundraisers and social functions necessary for my business.”
“Well, yes, but that is our social life.”
“I want more.”
“You do?” She found that really hard to believe.
“Your sisters have date nights with their husbands. I’ve heard them talking about it when they come to visit.”
“They do, but they don’t have social calendars anything as packed as ours,” Polly acknowledged ruefully. “In fact, they’ve all expressed envy at the galas I get to attend.”
“But those galas aren’t the best way to rekindle romance.”
“They could be.”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s not about where we go, or even what we do when we are out together. It’s whether we’re together or just attending the same function.”
“Of course we are together.”
“Are we?” she asked, thinking how little time they actually spent in one another’s company at most of the social events they attended.
He looked down at her and stopped to think, which she appreciated. He wasn’t just giving her a knee-jerk reaction. “Please explain.”
“On a date, your focus is on me. My focus is on you. The venue, the entertainment, the others around us, they are secondary, right?”
“Agreed.”
