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‘Oh, that feels so good...’
‘I’d love to keep going but we’ve landed. We need to leave the plane.’ A soft kiss brushed her temple. ‘I’ll deliver a full-body massage when we get home if you shift your delicious behind right now,’ Ares said, deep amusement in his tone.
‘Promise?’
‘Ne.’
Opening her eyes, she focused on him. His hair was sexily dishevelled, his eyes sharp as he watched her. ‘How long did I sleep?’
‘Last night or this morning?’ he rasped, with a touch of teasing.
She rolled her eyes. ‘It’s not my fault you wore me out.’
Odessa tensed slightly when his lids swept down, and she felt the edginess she’d had since that telling plea in the bathroom last night return to shimmer over her skin.
She’d sensed something was brewing with Ares. But she’d fallen into an exhausted stupor soon after they’d made love last night and she’d slept in this morning, her heavily pregnant body demanding rest. She’d struggled to dress herself in time to make their plane, and made a beeline for the jet’s bedroom as quickly as her waddle could carry her.
Now, after a little rest, she knew she couldn’t put this off any longer. ‘Can we talk when we get home?’
His amusement evaporated, to be replaced by narrow-eyed intensity. Then he nodded. ‘Yes. There are a few things we need to settle, I believe.’
Her nerves intensified, but since she’d initiated this Odessa took a breath and powered through with a nod.
‘Kalos,’ he breathed, and then, rising, swept her into his arms.
Surprised by the move, she linked her arms around his neck. ‘I thought I was meant to be walking?’
He shrugged his powerful shoulders and sent her a devilish wink as he exited the bedroom. ‘This way gets us moving more quickly.’
She couldn’t disagree, so she clung on, hiding her face in his neck when she saw the pilot and flight attendants patiently waiting for them to disembark. She would probably never get used to this level of influential luxury. But she prayed that if it meant being given a chance to remain at Ares’s side for the next several decades then she’d learn to live with it.
She was repeating that prayer when they swept into the driveway of his...their Athens home.
The promise of a massage—hopefully after she’d pleaded her case once and for all—was very much at the forefront of her mind as Ares sauntered into the large marble foyer of the mansion.
She was preparing appropriate words to express how much she wanted to stay married without the shackles of their agreement when she saw Sergios and a vaguely familiar-looking man approaching from the living room.
With a panicked gasp she realised she was staring at her lawyer—the man she’d only communicated with so far via video call. ‘Mr Georgiou. What are you doing here?’
Ares stiffened. ‘You know this man?’
Her heart leapt into her throat, both at the lawyer’s presence and at the pain and disappointment etched on Sergios’s face.
She knew the instant Ares deciphered his father’s expression too. He went stiff, his movements careful but stilted as he set her down. A quick glance showed his intensified wariness.
‘What’s going on?’ he rumbled, his eyes scouring her face.
‘I... Can we talk in private, please?’ she pleaded.
He slanted a glance at the short man, who was grasping rather quickly that his presence here was a big mistake. ‘Tell me who you are and what you want with my wife,’ Ares demanded, his voice a thin, deadly blade.
The man cast her a deeply apologetic look, then introduced himself. ‘I’m your wife’s lawyer. We had an appointment yesterday, and when she didn’t turn up for our meeting, I thought I’d...’
He spread his hands expressively, while Odessa’s heart plummeted.
She’d completely forgotten about the meeting she’d scheduled weeks ago.
The transformation in Ares was heart-stopping. Perhaps it was because it appeared as if he’d stopped breathing as he rounded on her.
