becoming a parent would be no exception.
“I don’t want to take an over-the-counter pregnancy test,” Piper said after several quiet moments of her head resting on his shoulder again.
“So, we will wait until we return to Seattle and make an appointment with your doctor. We are only scheduled to be here three days.”
“They’ll feel like an eternity.”
He could not disagree.
The contractor arrived the next morning and between the four of them, they kept extremely busy laying the groundwork for preliminary plans to be drawn up. Jean-René flirted shamelessly with Piper, making her smile when that worried expression slid into her eyes.
Zephyr did not worry about the other man, knowing he adored his French wife and would never consider betraying her. Besides, Zephyr had made it patently clear that he and Piper were together.
On their last night, they climbed the stairs after a lively postdinner discussion over whether or not to place the mainresort near the current villa, or nearer the accessible beach on the northern shore of the island. Piper was in favor of the beach, but the contractor liked the idea of taking advantage of already existing power and water access.
Jean-René had played devil’s advocate, arguing both for and against each of the locations.
Zephyr had made the final decision, going with the beachfront scenario. Guests would appreciate the easy access to the ocean and while the view might not be quite as majestic, it was still magnificent. Besides, it would give him and Neo and their future families privacy when they were on the island.
“You know he reminds me a little of Art, only different,” Piper said.
“The contractor?”
“Jean-René. He flirts. All the time, but there is no sexual heat behind it.”
“And there was with Art.”
“Yes. He accused me of being immaturely jealous, but after seeing Jean-René in action, I can say definitely that the intent behind the flirting makes all the difference.”
“Yes, Jean-René is a Frenchman. He flirts with a ninety-year-old grandmother as warmly as he would a runway model.”
Piper nodded. “It’s all about making a woman smile, without making her feel like sexual prey.”
“Art did not understand the difference?”
“How could he? Any woman even halfway attractive to him was sexual prey.” The disgust that tinged Piper’s tone was a definite improvement over the grief that used to lie so heavily on her when she talked about her ex.
“ I do not flirt.” Or rather, he only flirted with intent and since he and Piper had begun their liaison, there had been no other woman he wished to seduce.
She laughed and hugged him, right there on the stairs. “No, you don’t.”
He enjoyed the spontaneous embrace. While she neverdrew away from his displays of affection, she had been more circumspect in offering her own since they reached the villa. He didn’t know if that was because she blamed him for her possible pregnancy, though she’d said she didn’t. Or maybe she was responding to his pulling away from talking about personal things.
He just did not see the need to discuss their future when they did not know whether they needed to take a pregnancy into account, or not. He’d also resisted talking any more about his past. It was over and done. They did not need to keep revisiting it.
He followed her into the bedroom and closed the door behind them. “Are you ready to go back to Seattle tomorrow?”
Drawing aside the drape at the window, she did not answer for several seconds. “I don’t know.”
“It is hard to leave here.” He began divesting himself of his clothes.
“But I want to know.”
He did not ask what she wanted to know. There was only one thing causing worry lines between her elegant brows.
Part of him, a very large part if he were honest with himself, wanted her to be pregnant. Then he could be selfish and convince her to marry him despite the lack of love between them. It would be the best thing
“I don’t want to take an over-the-counter pregnancy test,” Piper said after several quiet moments of her head resting on his shoulder again.
“So, we will wait until we return to Seattle and make an appointment with your doctor. We are only scheduled to be here three days.”
“They’ll feel like an eternity.”
He could not disagree.
The contractor arrived the next morning and between the four of them, they kept extremely busy laying the groundwork for preliminary plans to be drawn up. Jean-René flirted shamelessly with Piper, making her smile when that worried expression slid into her eyes.
Zephyr did not worry about the other man, knowing he adored his French wife and would never consider betraying her. Besides, Zephyr had made it patently clear that he and Piper were together.
On their last night, they climbed the stairs after a lively postdinner discussion over whether or not to place the mainresort near the current villa, or nearer the accessible beach on the northern shore of the island. Piper was in favor of the beach, but the contractor liked the idea of taking advantage of already existing power and water access.
Jean-René had played devil’s advocate, arguing both for and against each of the locations.
Zephyr had made the final decision, going with the beachfront scenario. Guests would appreciate the easy access to the ocean and while the view might not be quite as majestic, it was still magnificent. Besides, it would give him and Neo and their future families privacy when they were on the island.
“You know he reminds me a little of Art, only different,” Piper said.
“The contractor?”
“Jean-René. He flirts. All the time, but there is no sexual heat behind it.”
“And there was with Art.”
“Yes. He accused me of being immaturely jealous, but after seeing Jean-René in action, I can say definitely that the intent behind the flirting makes all the difference.”
“Yes, Jean-René is a Frenchman. He flirts with a ninety-year-old grandmother as warmly as he would a runway model.”
Piper nodded. “It’s all about making a woman smile, without making her feel like sexual prey.”
“Art did not understand the difference?”
“How could he? Any woman even halfway attractive to him was sexual prey.” The disgust that tinged Piper’s tone was a definite improvement over the grief that used to lie so heavily on her when she talked about her ex.
“ I do not flirt.” Or rather, he only flirted with intent and since he and Piper had begun their liaison, there had been no other woman he wished to seduce.
She laughed and hugged him, right there on the stairs. “No, you don’t.”
He enjoyed the spontaneous embrace. While she neverdrew away from his displays of affection, she had been more circumspect in offering her own since they reached the villa. He didn’t know if that was because she blamed him for her possible pregnancy, though she’d said she didn’t. Or maybe she was responding to his pulling away from talking about personal things.
He just did not see the need to discuss their future when they did not know whether they needed to take a pregnancy into account, or not. He’d also resisted talking any more about his past. It was over and done. They did not need to keep revisiting it.
He followed her into the bedroom and closed the door behind them. “Are you ready to go back to Seattle tomorrow?”
Drawing aside the drape at the window, she did not answer for several seconds. “I don’t know.”
“It is hard to leave here.” He began divesting himself of his clothes.
“But I want to know.”
He did not ask what she wanted to know. There was only one thing causing worry lines between her elegant brows.
Part of him, a very large part if he were honest with himself, wanted her to be pregnant. Then he could be selfish and convince her to marry him despite the lack of love between them. It would be the best thing
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