The Greek's Pregnant Lover. Lucy Monroe

The year after he first reconnected with Leda, he had made the mistake of asking what she would like for her birthday.

      He’d become too ingrained in American customs. And he’d wanted the excuse to give her something nice, something to show her and the man she had married that Zephyr wasn’t such a dead loss after all. He wasn’t a lame puppy to be abandoned.

      But his mother hadn’t asked for a designer handbag, or a new television. She’d only wanted one thing. For Zephyr to call her once a year on her birthday, so she could know he was doing all right. She could follow his success in the papers now, but he still made that call.

      Once a year.

      “Does she call you?”

      “I have asked her not to, unless there is a problem with my brother or sister.” Keeping his mother at a distance was necessary and he could not change that.

      “You have a brother and sister?”

      He had expected some kind of criticism for his coldness toward his mother, but Piper hadn’t focused on a situation he could not change. She’d zeroed in on the one reality he found truly important. His sister and brother.

      “They are half siblings, but I feel a responsibility toward them nonetheless.”

      “How old are they?”

      “Iola is twenty-nine. She is married to a good man and has three children of her own.”

      Six years younger than him, his sister had been born a year and a half after he went into the home.

      His mother had missed her visit with him that month and the one after. He’d thought she’d finally grown tired of coming to see him and wasn’t coming back. But she’d returned and she’d had a beautiful baby with her when she did.

      “Have you met the children?”

      “Yes, Iola insisted.”

      “You sound like you don’t understand why.”

      “I’m the bastard child her mother gave birth to when living a life they would all rather forget happened. My sister doesn’t even remember meeting me. She was too young the last time I saw her.”

      “Your mother brought her to visit?”

      “Yes.”

      “That was cruel.”

      He shrugged. To his way of thinking, it had been much more cruel when his mother stopped bringing Iola. Some might have thought he would be jealous of the baby, but Zephyr had adored Iola from the very beginning. He had been heartbroken when his mother’s husband had insisted Leda stop bringing his sister to visit when she was two.

      But just like when he had begged to be taken with her, his mother turned deaf ears to his pleas to see the little girl he had allowed himself to love.

      “I thought she was the most amazing being ever. I was in awe of her.”

      “What did she think of you?”

      “I don’t know. Her father did not want her to wonder about me, so my mother stopped bringing her on the visits when she was old enough to begin remembering them. My mother only brought my brother a handful of times as an infant for the same reason.”

      “Clearly, they don’t want to forget you. Not if your sister insisted you meet her children.”

      “I take care of them.” And even his stony heart could be moved by the little ones who called him Uncle Zee.

      “You think that’s the only reason they want you in their lives?”

      “Why else?”

      “Maybe for the same reason I’d want you in my life even if I didn’t work with you.” How could he be so unaware of his own true worth? she wondered.

      “Would you?”

      “Yes.”

      He didn’t believe her, but he appreciated the sentiment.

      “Does your brother-in-law work for you?” Piper asked.

      “How did you know?”

      “You said you take care of them. Does your brother work for you as well?”

      “No. He’s academically brilliant. He’s finishing his doctoral thesis in physics right now.”

      “Let me guess, you’ve paid for his education.”

      “Naturally.”

      She threw her arms around him and kissed him, far more exuberantly than he had kissed her just a moment ago. “You are an amazing man, Zephyr Nikos.”

      He shook his head, but he was no idiot. He kissed her back and enjoyed the moment while it lasted, all the while wondering what in the hell was wrong with him that he had shared so much with Piper.

      Maybe this friends-who-shared-sexual-intimacy wasn’t such a good idea after all. He couldn’t give her love and this openness was bound to give her the wrong impression.