For the Greek Tycoon's Pleasure. Lucy Gordon

I’ll call you with details tomorrow.”

      Neo said something else.

      “I will,” Zephyr replied. “Kalinichta.”

      He hung up the phone.

      “Neo?” she asked, just to be sure.

      “Yes. He knew I was waiting for your phone call. He was concerned about me.” And even on the verge of making love to her, Zephyr thought to call his friend and settle his mind.

      Maybe he’d wanted to share his news, too.

      “You’re a special man, Zephyr Nikos. Is he happy for you?”

      “For us both. He and Cass will take us out tomorrow to celebrate if you are willing.”

      “Of course. Though I’ll have to work during the day. I’ve taken way more time off than I should have.”

      “Do you think Brandi will relocate to the island with Cerulean Designs?”

      “I’d like to ask her, but I don’t know if I can continue to pay her salary once I cut back on my client list.” Piper decided to begin undressing and remind Zephyr why he’d carried her in here to begin with. “I don’t want to work anywhere near full-time if I don’t have to.”

      Chocolate-dark eyes ate her alive as she peeled off her comfort jeans and T-shirt. “I am very pleased to hear that. We will work something out regarding Brandi.”

      “You mean you’re going to offer to pay her.” She paused in the act of unhooking her bra.

      He could try to deny it, but she knew him. And his expression said he was already busy trying to come up with a compelling reason for doing so, given enough time.

      “Why did you name your company Cerulean Designs?” he asked in an obvious bid to change the subject.

      “Nice feint, but don’t think I’ve forgotten this discussion.”

      “You haven’t forgotten we were about to make love, either, have you?”

      “I’m not the one still completely dressed.”

      “I can fix that quickly enough.”