Dea stared listlessly out the window while she lay in bed. She paid little attention to the glorious view of Athens. Her head still ached from her restless night. She had wept until she had succumbed to a restless sleep.
The discussion she had with Theo kept running around her mind… Theo had every right to be angry with her. To hate her even… She had lied to him, held back information, and created a mess in his life.
She knew he was ruthless enough to take her baby. He didn’t play fair and he would cut her out of the baby’s life if he thought she was a threat. She didn’t have the power to fight him.
Dea tensed when she felt as though she was being watched.
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He didn’t want his mother and Dillon to notice the cracks in his relationship with Dea. They would use it and he would lose the ground he had already conquered.“Then don’t do anything that requires me to fight back,” Dea said and paused, clearly considering her next words. “And don’t give them any details about us.” Theo tilted his head to one side as he released his hold on her.“I’m not one to confide in others.”“No one needs to know that you…” Dea’s hands churned as she struggled to find the right word.“That you detained me at the island… And they certainly don’t need to know what happened in the wine cellar… years ago.”“I have no intentions of displaying my lack of judgm
“Are you sure about this?” Dea whispered to Theo as they walked through the museum to the Kralidis collection.“I’ve been looking forward to this event,” Theo replied as they entered the archway that led to the exclusive party. “The Kralidis family donated historically important artifacts to the museum and it will be on tour for years.”“No, that’s not what I meant. I know you want to be here… I was talking about me being here… With you?” Theo stopped and studied her strained smile.“You’re nervous,” he said in disbelief. Of course, she was nervous! She didn’t want to let him down. Her spine grew rigid when she felt all eyes on her. Theo splayed his hand against her back. The casual
A week later, after the museum event and his heated discussion with his cousin, Theo cautiously approached Dea’s bedroom as he planned his next move. He felt like he was flying without a net. What he said or did next could ruin all of the groundwork he’d covered so far. The door to her room was ajar. There was a clatter of something hitting the floor and Dea’s muttered expletive followed. Theo tapped his knuckles on the door before he pushed it open. His eyes lit up with appreciation when Theo saw Dea. Her lime-green top and charcoal-gray yoga pants clung to her curves. She was stretching, extending her arm as she reached for something at the top of her closet. Wisps of her dark hair were escaping from her short ponytail. It took him a moment
Theo had heard that suggestion from everyone, but lately, he felt as if he’d dodged a bullet. She looked at the window.“Maybe I should go back to New York…” She sounded preoccupied as if she was already making plans.“Yes… It would be better for both of us.”“No! Absolutely not!” He moved in front of her, blocking her from the suitcase. She took a step to the side.“Don’t worry, I can be back in time for the birth.” He stretched out his arm to stop her.“No! That is out of the question.”“The baby will be born in Greece, I promise you that. You can trust me, Theo.”“Trust?” he spat out. “I find your req
“‘Theo?’” He heard Dea from far away as if she was a spirit. Blackness surrounded him and he tried to kick and claw his way to the surface. He had to get to Dea. She needed him… She sounded desperate. Afraid.“‘Theo?’” Her sharp voice cut through the last barrier.“‘Please, Theo… Wake up… Follow my voice and come back…’” Theo was suddenly awake. His heart was pounding against his chest as he took big gulps of air. His eyes burned as he looked around, in every corner of the room.“I’m… here… Home…” he said hoarsely through parched lips.“Theo…” she whispered and very lightly, touched his arm. Dea… Theo turned his head to the side and saw Dea leaning over him. He was no longer in the loud and chaotic police station where his family had been irrevocably torn apart. He wasn’t the vulnerable child who couldn’t bear to be touched or held. He was safe. No one could hurt him. He wasn’t alone anymore.“What happened?” Theo a
Dea murmured and sighed with contentment as she gradually stirred from her sleep. She was surrounded by heat and wiggled closer. She frowned when she felt Theo’s big hands grasp her arms as the delicious heat faded. Theo carefully held her away.“Dea… Don’t stand so near… I’m not a saint...” Her eyelashes fluttered as she slowly opened her eyes.“What… What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice groggy from sleep. The bedroom was dark but she saw the first streaks of dawn filter through the curtains.“You’re too close, glikia mou.” He growled in her ear.“I knew this would happen if we shared a bed.” ‘Too close?’ She blinked a few times and discovered that instead of keeping a safe distance, she was clinging onto Theo. Her head rested against his bare chest as she listened to the solid beat of his heart. She had draped her arms around him in a loose embrace and her hips were flush with his. At some point in the night, she h
She lay limp beneath Theo, her lungs aching as she tried to catch her breath. Through heavy eyelids, she watched him shove off his pajama bottoms. He gathered Dea in his arms, his chest hot and damp to the touch, before he rolled over. Dea straddled his hips. Anticipation pulsed through her body when she felt his throbbing erection against her. She slowly sat up, dragging her hands down his broad chest. She smiled when she saw the hungry glitter in Theo’s hooded and dark eyes, locked on her face. “Now it’s my turn to control the pace… My turn to make you scream my name…” Dea whispered.“Ride me, Dea,” he panted. “I need you.” Dea reached for the hem of her nightie and slowly removed it, inch by inch. His fingers flexed on her thighs as she stretched and rolled her hips. She barely heard Theo’s ragged breath over her pounding heart as she tossed her nightie to the side.“You’re so damn sexy…” Theo murmured. He reached up and roughly caressed he
Theo stood in the entrance hall of the Kralidis estate. He felt the bite of frustration as he looked for Dea. Their engagement party was coming to an end and he was eager to have her to himself. He should have been able to spot her instantly or hear her bold laugh from across the room. Dressed in a purple chiffon gown and wearing the Kralidis yellow diamonds, his fiancée was an intriguing mix of a mischievous fairy and a perfect queen. ‘Fiancée…’ Dea Etheridge, the mother of his baby, said yes and she was about to become Mrs. Kralidis… Finally! There were moments when her stubbornness outmatched his tenacity, but she accepted his proposal. Triumph and pride flared inside Theo along with the unfamiliar sense of satisfaction and… as strange as it might seem… peace. Theo shook his head. Peace was not related to explosive Dea. The woman used to infuriate him. She tested him and pushed him to the
“My sweet Dea, what a fool I was,” Theo whispered as his lips moved down her neck, kissing, touching, loving her as she whimpered with the lust she couldn’t, wouldn’t even attempt to deny anymore.“Why, my love?” Her neck arched as flares of sensation began to travel from each point that his lips touched, his tongue licked, and his strong teeth raked. With the tips of his fingers, Theo caressed the curve of her breast, refusing to touch her straining nipple as he continued that slow, oh-so-slow, downward course.“Because I’ve wasted so much time… denying what you give me with your love.” His head lifted. Dea looked into his dark eyes. They were an endless sea of emotion as Dea felt her heart swelling, accepting, and giving in return.“It wasn’t the right time… You weren’t ready, my darling,” she whispered, her hand touching his chest, his heart. She could feel it racing beneath her palm, feel the adrenaline and the hunger that raged in the fiery stiff wid
But they didn’t talk… Not about the massage or their sexual encounter. He was acting like it didn’t even happen. Like it had been just a dream… Maybe he was waiting for her to bring the subject up? And he wasn’t talking about marriage, which was also strange. Theo was a charming companion at the breakfast table and a supportive father-to-be at the doctor’s office. And without insisting too much, he became the perfect escort to social events. Like that evening. In the last two weeks, Theo respected her boundaries and her space. But he was there when she needed him. The man was determined to prove her wrong. He wasn’t leaving, Dea realized. He really was there to stay. Dea tensed as his hands caressed her bare arms while he removed her coat. She flicked her gaze at him, noting how sophisticated and sexy he appeared in his dark suit and tie. At first, she thought it was simply a battle of wills but now that she had put all the p
They were having dinner and, as always, Dea was keeping the conversation light. Theo had been in her house for a week now and to her surprise, he was being nice and polite. At this point, Dea said to herself she could do this, allow him to stay in her house without succumbing to his lethal charm. This could definitely work, she thought. While finishing his glass of wine, Theo tilted his head and looked at Dea, his gaze assessing her.“What is it?” he asked.“Nothing… Just thinking…”“I see… About my proposal?” Theo asked and a mischievous light appeared in his eyes. When Dea lifted an eyebrow, he put the empty glass on the table and leaned forward.“As much as I love your apartment, I must say that the bed in the guest room is killing me… Have mercy on me, will you?”“Mercy?”“Let me sleep with you… In your bed…” he added. The silence stretched between them.“I promise I won’t touch you… unless you beg me to…”“What do you have to offer
Theo sat alone in the ornate living room in Dea’s Upper East Side apartment as he waited for her return. He hadn’t seen her in ten days and he had been in quiet agony. His life had been in disorder and Theo wanted his woman back. He wasn’t certain of his welcome. On his flight over, Theo had imagined that she was at home, pining for him, crying for him day and night. But the surprise was on him. Dea had plunged back into her full social life as if she had to make up for lost time. Theo heard the front door open and he sat up straight in his chair. Anticipation beat wildly inside him when he heard Dea’s familiar voice as she spoke on her cell phone.“Yes!” Her laugh made his heart take a tumble.“We definitely should meet up, Jack. It’s been a long time…” ‘Jack’? Who the hell was this Jack? Hot, bitter jealousy rolled through him and Theo clenched the armrest with his fingers. ‘Who was Jack?’ The security t
Dea heard the helicopter descend on the island and her smile widened while her heart started beating fast. ‘Finally! My Theo is home!’ One last look in the mirror then Dea swung the door open and ran lightly on the path. She couldn’t wait to tell him how much the baby had kicked during the day. Maybe tonight Theo would get a chance to feel the baby move.“My love…” she whispered while gazing at him, so proud, so gorgeous. After their first night together as an engaged couple, Dea knew without a shadow of a doubt, she could never love another man as much as she loved Theo. And she also knew he had feelings for her. Even if he called her ‘agapi mou’, even if he held her in his arms the whole night through, Theo wasn’t in love, but he felt for her. Her heart felt as though it was going to burst in her chest as she saw him walk down the steps. He was a commanding force in his pinstripe suit and red tie. She met him with a kiss and drew b
Dea wanted him. She wanted more than simply lying there and taking her pleasure. She wanted to give pleasure. Her head lifted, and her eyes took in the sight of Theo. His eyes were closed, and his tongue was working around her clit with delicious strokes.“I want to touch you.” She struggled against him, the need destroying her.“I want you, too, Theo. I want to touch you, taste you…” His forehead touched her lower belly as he took in a ragged breath, his head shaking slowly, his fingers pausing inside her.“Please.” Dea pushed against his shoulders.“Show me how to touch you… How you like it…”“Dea…” he groaned. “This is all for you… I want to give you pleasure…” She shook her head. She wanted it all. This morning, as the room brightened around them, Dea wanted all of him. His touch, his hunger, even as she touched and hungered. She wanted to spill as much into him as he gave.“No…” she said shaking her head. “Please, Theo. Show me… Te
The morning light filtered through the bedroom curtains. Dea opened her eyes and for a second didn’t know where she was. Well, she was at home. The morning after their engagement party, Theo had brought her to Saint Marie, their getaway island… their nest. Hearing Theo breathing calmly near her was so wonderful and comforting. Since they started to sleep together every night, there were no more nightmares plaguing him as they had in the past. And Dea slept comfortably against Theo’s chest. She was warm, cuddled close against his chest, her leg thrown over one of his as he wrapped himself around her. Protecting her. Lately, the security team around them was much more present, while Theo was with her as much as he could. Something was going on, but she didn’t know what. The day before, Dea heard him talking on the phone with the head of security, demanding to be kept in the loop about some matter, but when Dea approached him, asking what was that a
Theo stood in the entrance hall of the Kralidis estate. He felt the bite of frustration as he looked for Dea. Their engagement party was coming to an end and he was eager to have her to himself. He should have been able to spot her instantly or hear her bold laugh from across the room. Dressed in a purple chiffon gown and wearing the Kralidis yellow diamonds, his fiancée was an intriguing mix of a mischievous fairy and a perfect queen. ‘Fiancée…’ Dea Etheridge, the mother of his baby, said yes and she was about to become Mrs. Kralidis… Finally! There were moments when her stubbornness outmatched his tenacity, but she accepted his proposal. Triumph and pride flared inside Theo along with the unfamiliar sense of satisfaction and… as strange as it might seem… peace. Theo shook his head. Peace was not related to explosive Dea. The woman used to infuriate him. She tested him and pushed him to the
She lay limp beneath Theo, her lungs aching as she tried to catch her breath. Through heavy eyelids, she watched him shove off his pajama bottoms. He gathered Dea in his arms, his chest hot and damp to the touch, before he rolled over. Dea straddled his hips. Anticipation pulsed through her body when she felt his throbbing erection against her. She slowly sat up, dragging her hands down his broad chest. She smiled when she saw the hungry glitter in Theo’s hooded and dark eyes, locked on her face. “Now it’s my turn to control the pace… My turn to make you scream my name…” Dea whispered.“Ride me, Dea,” he panted. “I need you.” Dea reached for the hem of her nightie and slowly removed it, inch by inch. His fingers flexed on her thighs as she stretched and rolled her hips. She barely heard Theo’s ragged breath over her pounding heart as she tossed her nightie to the side.“You’re so damn sexy…” Theo murmured. He reached up and roughly caressed he