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Relief swept over her. “Yes, please.”
He moved to a proper espresso machine and pressed a button, bringing the aroma of freshly ground coffee into the kitchen. It made her think of work, and she made a small noise. “I have to phone the restaurant and let them know I can’t come in. My manager’s going to kill me.”
Anastasios looked over his shoulder. “Your cell phone will work. There’s a beacon on top of the yacht so I always have reception.”
“Okay.”
Glad for the excuse, she left the room in search of her handbag. Her manager didn’t pick up, so she left a voicemail, glad that she didn’t have to hear his caustic response in person. By the time she returned to the kitchen, Anastasios had finished the coffee and pulled on a shirt. Disappointment warred with gratitude.
The coffee was delicious, even if the view was ever so slightly diminished.
“This yacht is truly amazing.”
He looked around, as if seeing it through her eyes. “You haven’t even seen the cinema or gym yet,” he pointed out.
Her expression revealed her thoughts. “You’re serious?”
“It’s designed to float on water in the event of an apocalypse.”
She arched a brow. “So the world is burning but you can watch every release of The Fast and The Furious?”
He laughed, a genuine sound of amusement that was like warm honey on just-baked bread. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on edge. “Right. What else do you do at the end of all things?”
“How much time do you spend on here?”
She sat at the kitchen counter, watching as he moved to the fridge and removed a platter of sandwiches. Egg, salmon, and tomato and cheese. She reached for a vegetarian one and took a small bite.
“Not as much as I’d like.”
She tilted her head to the side. “You work a lot.”
“Is that a guess, or are you repeating titbits my father has shared with you.”
“Both,” she said, danger signals blaring. As much as she adored Konstantinos, bringing him into conversation was like the lighting of a fuse, and she wasn’t yet ready to resume their sparing.
“It’s pretty obvious.”
“Oh? How?”
“You just seem like a total workaholic.”
“I can have fun, too.”
“Yeah? What does fun look like to you?”
“You really want to know?”
“I asked the question, didn’t I?”
“And if you don’t like the answer?”
“Try me.”
“I do many things for fun, agape mou. I swim, I run, I watch sport with my brothers, or friends. I hike, when I have time. But what I like to do, most of all, when I want to blow off steam, is have sex.”
Her lips parted and heat flushed her cheeks. “I see.”
“Perhaps you do.”
