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‘I expect she stayed at your house there,’ said Jane tensely, expecting him to notice her thickening waistline any moment.
‘No.’ Demetri was distracted, his lips finding the racing pulse below her earlobe. ‘On those occasions when I sought Ariadne’s bed, it was always at the villa.’
‘I—I don’t know if I want to know that.’ Jane’s voice was unsteady. ‘I don’t want to think of you making love to someone else.’
‘Having sex with someone else,’ Demetri corrected her gently. ‘The only woman I’ve ever made love with is you.’
‘I—well, there’s been no one else in my life,’ she confessed and Demetri blew softly into her ear.
‘You have no idea how much pleasure that gives me, aghapi mou,’ he told her thickly. ‘I am a selfish man, I know, but I would have found it very hard to be complacent about something like that.’
Jane tilted her head back against his shoulder. ‘Chauvinist!’
‘I am. I admit it.’ He turned her to face him. ‘Can you forgive me?’
‘I’ll think about it.’ She gazed up at him with adoring eyes. ‘Oh, Demetri, do you realise that if Ianthe hadn’t got a conscience at last, we might never have seen one another again?’
Demetri lifted his hands to her breasts. ‘I don’t believe that.’
‘Why not? You’re here in London and you’ve made no attempt to see me, have you?’
‘I’ve seen Gerrard,’ he admitted huskily. ‘I’ve told him I don’t want to continue with the divorce.’
Jane’s eyes widened. ‘You have?’
‘Yes.’ He looked rueful. ‘I know what I said earlier, but I’d already decided that, if you wanted the divorce, you would have to come and see me.’
Jane knew an overwhelming sense of satisfaction, but then another thought occurred to her. ‘What about your father?’
‘My father knows how I feel about you,’ he said simply, his fingers going to the ribbons that secured her smock. ‘We had a long conversation, he and I, and he told me that my mother had led him to believe that Ariadne and I were in love.’ He sighed. ‘She’d also told Stefan other stuff about my father but that needn’t concern us now.’
‘About the fact that your father would never recognise any child of Stefan’s as his grandchild?’
Demetri’s brows descended. ‘How do you know that?’
‘Stefan told me.’ She lifted her shoulders appealingly. ‘We got quite close while you were away in Athens. He told me he was very hurt that his father seemed to have so little faith in him.’
‘Really?’ Demetri absorbed what she’d said. Then, ‘Well, things are going to change. And they’ll change even more when he learns I’m making him my deputy.’
Jane’s eyes widened. ‘Is that your father’s idea?’
‘No, it’s mine.’ Demetri was smug. ‘I have no intention of risking our relationship as I did before. In the past weeks, I’ve realised that work is good if you’ve got nothing else in your life. But I do now. I have you. And your happiness is going to be my number-one priority from now on.’
‘And does Stefan agree?’
‘He will, when I tell him. He’ll understand how ticked-off I feel knowing that while you were on the island my brother spent more time with my wife than I did.’
Jane’s lips parted. ‘You’re jealous!’
‘Yes. Yes, I am. Bloody jealous, as it goes,’ he agreed thickly. He bent to brush her cheek with his tongue, kissing the soft flesh on the underside of her jaw before trailing his mouth to the scented hollow between her breasts. He loosened the ribbons. ‘I want you all to myself.’
The sides of the smock fell apart and Demetri’s lips sought the swollen peaks of her breasts pressing against the cream lace of her half-bra. ‘Oreos,’ he whispered. Beautiful. ‘Saghapo.’ I love you. He took one nipple into his mouth, suckling her through the cloth, causing a wave of longing that spread from her breasts to her stomach and from there to the place between her legs that was already wet and throbbing with need. ‘Se thelo,’ he added huskily. ‘I want you.’
‘Oh, God, Demetri,’ she choked, clinging to him urgently, and he tore one hand away to take off his tie and rip open the buttons of his shirt.
His chest, with its dark triangle of hair, brushed against skin that was already sensitised to an unbearable pitch, and Jane decided that telling him about the baby could wait just a little longer…
