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Story: Loving the Greek Billionaire
“Not easy to have a love life when you’re working for me all the time.”
“See, it’s your fault.” Stavros gave one of his rare laid back smiles. “Besides, unlike you, who have been lucky enough to fall in love once and are on the verge of falling in love twice, I haven’t had that privilege yet. She’s out there though. I know it. And I’ll know her when I find her.”
“I’m sure you will,” Leo said. On the inside, Stavros was actually a romantic. Not that anyone would think that by looking at him. “The women need to get past your intimidating exterior first.”
“If she can’t look beyond that to the man inside, then I don’t want her.”
Leo set a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “You know I want you to be happy. I don’t know what I’ll do when you find her and leave or leave to find her, but I still hope for that day.”
“Thanks.” Stavros shook off Leo’s hand. “Stop being sappy. Go on your date. Kiss the girl, and let me know where you want to go from there. I’ll watch the kids.”
“They love you, you know. You’re part of the family.”
“I know. And while a dad and honorary uncle/head of security is great, they need a mother, not another nanny.” Stavros gave Leo a pointed look.
“I agree.” Leo wiped his hands on his khakis.
Stavros narrowed his eyes. “You think Rose could be the one?”
Leo swallowed and nodded. “I realize it’s completely cliché to fall for the nanny, and a huge boss-employee no-no, but I’m quite on my way to being in love with her if I’m not already.”
“That’s big.” Stavros settled in a chair.
“It’s scary.”
“And thrilling at the same time?” Stavros quirked a brow.
Leo nodded.
“Sounds like our time in the military.”
“Similar kind of rush,” Leo agreed.
“Wow.”
“Yeah.” Leo checked his pockets. “I don’t want anyone tailing us.”
“You’ve got to be kidding. You think I can let a billionaire and his lady love wander the beaches of Santorini unattended?”
“Yes.”
“Just because I’m not tailing you doesn’t mean I can’t have someone else do it,” Stavros said. Stavros had standby staff everywhere they stayed in case plans changed.
“No. I can’t have a romantic moment with Rose when I’m being watched. You’ll have to trust that I can bring us back in one piece.”
Stavros huffed.
“I got us out of that mess in the bunker. I think I can handle this.”
Stavros nodded with a scowl. “You had to bring the bunker into this.”
“Absolutely, if it buys me private time with Rose.” Leo checked his rolled sleeves. “Let’s go. I don’t want to be late.”
“Keep your shirt on.” Stavros rose from the chair and followed Leo to the adjacent villa, where Rose and the children stayed.
When Leo saw Rose in a simple sun dress that highlighted her eyes and newly acquired Greek tan, he had to check his impulse to sweep her into his arms then and there in front of Stavros and the kids.
He hugged and kissed the children.
“See, it’s your fault.” Stavros gave one of his rare laid back smiles. “Besides, unlike you, who have been lucky enough to fall in love once and are on the verge of falling in love twice, I haven’t had that privilege yet. She’s out there though. I know it. And I’ll know her when I find her.”
“I’m sure you will,” Leo said. On the inside, Stavros was actually a romantic. Not that anyone would think that by looking at him. “The women need to get past your intimidating exterior first.”
“If she can’t look beyond that to the man inside, then I don’t want her.”
Leo set a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “You know I want you to be happy. I don’t know what I’ll do when you find her and leave or leave to find her, but I still hope for that day.”
“Thanks.” Stavros shook off Leo’s hand. “Stop being sappy. Go on your date. Kiss the girl, and let me know where you want to go from there. I’ll watch the kids.”
“They love you, you know. You’re part of the family.”
“I know. And while a dad and honorary uncle/head of security is great, they need a mother, not another nanny.” Stavros gave Leo a pointed look.
“I agree.” Leo wiped his hands on his khakis.
Stavros narrowed his eyes. “You think Rose could be the one?”
Leo swallowed and nodded. “I realize it’s completely cliché to fall for the nanny, and a huge boss-employee no-no, but I’m quite on my way to being in love with her if I’m not already.”
“That’s big.” Stavros settled in a chair.
“It’s scary.”
“And thrilling at the same time?” Stavros quirked a brow.
Leo nodded.
“Sounds like our time in the military.”
“Similar kind of rush,” Leo agreed.
“Wow.”
“Yeah.” Leo checked his pockets. “I don’t want anyone tailing us.”
“You’ve got to be kidding. You think I can let a billionaire and his lady love wander the beaches of Santorini unattended?”
“Yes.”
“Just because I’m not tailing you doesn’t mean I can’t have someone else do it,” Stavros said. Stavros had standby staff everywhere they stayed in case plans changed.
“No. I can’t have a romantic moment with Rose when I’m being watched. You’ll have to trust that I can bring us back in one piece.”
Stavros huffed.
“I got us out of that mess in the bunker. I think I can handle this.”
Stavros nodded with a scowl. “You had to bring the bunker into this.”
“Absolutely, if it buys me private time with Rose.” Leo checked his rolled sleeves. “Let’s go. I don’t want to be late.”
“Keep your shirt on.” Stavros rose from the chair and followed Leo to the adjacent villa, where Rose and the children stayed.
When Leo saw Rose in a simple sun dress that highlighted her eyes and newly acquired Greek tan, he had to check his impulse to sweep her into his arms then and there in front of Stavros and the kids.
He hugged and kissed the children.
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