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Anastasios snapped his face back to Dimitrios, but he didn’t elucidate properly.
“She didn’t want his money. She just wanted him to love her.”
“To love her? I told you, Konstantinos wasn’t cheating on Maggie.”
Anastasios peered at his brother, then shook his head.
“To love her as a father. To love her as a friend. To be treated with respect. She deserves that.”
“You are making no sense.”
“But I understand now. I know what I have to do.”
“What?”
“I have to fix this.”
“Fix what?”
“Everything. I broke everything. And I have to fix it.” He reached out and squeezed Dimitrios’ muscular arm. “I have to fix everything. I can’t let her walk away. Not without trying, trying to show her, to make her understand—,”
Dimitrios stared at his brother as though he’d lost his mind.
Anastasios straightened, eyes locked to Dimitrios’ with renewed intent.
“I love her. I have to make sure she understands that. I have to show her that she’s safe with me. And if she still chooses to walk away, okay. But I have to try, Dimitrios. I have to try.”
Two nights later, he was waiting out the front of the restaurant when she finished her shift, watching her with eyes that were impossible to read. Her heart kicked up a notch, desire dwarfed by the force of her love, which had only grown since his confession the other evening.
“Have you eaten?”
She eyed him suspiciously, her heart in her throat. She couldn’t let him back in but, oh, how she wanted to! “I had some bread at the start of my shift.”
“Would you consider having dinner with me?” The words rang with intensity.
She shook her head, but he was moving closer to her, pressing his thumb to her chin, lifting it.
“Dinner. Nothing more. I won’t even tell you how completely you are my moon and stars.”
On cue, her tummy grumbled, and he arched a brow.
“Fine. Dinner,” she surrendered, her insides tightening with myriad feelings. “But it doesn’t mean anything.”
“Perhaps not to you, but to me, agape mou, it means the world.”
Rather than taking her to a restaurant, he’d chosen somewhere far more meaningful—he wanted to show her how well he knew her, how completely he understood her. He wanted to make her happy. “A storage facility?” She asked, frowning. “Are you planning to feed me, or kill me?”
He grinned, and the spark between them burned brightly, so she sobered immediately, pushing him away with every fiber of her being. The pain from that morning on the yacht whipped her back, reminding her of why she couldn’t do this again.
They drove through two gates and then, he typed in a pin code to access a secure garage. “Come on.”
He came around to her door, opening it for her, and when she stepped out, their bodies brushed. The world tilted wildly off its axis, but all he did was reach down and take her hand, weaving their fingers together.
She bit back a sigh.
He typed in a long numeric code and a door swung open, heavy and metallic, so she honestly wondered what would happen if they got trapped in here.
“It’s monitored,” he said, leading her deeper into the dark room. The smell of delicious food assailed her nostrils, but when he flicked on a light, food was the last thing she could think of.
