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Authors: Lucy Monroe
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“Nervous?” Neo asked.
“Not at all. My love will walk down the aisle in just the right time.”
“Did you say your
love
?”
“Ne.”
“I knew you’d get your head out of your ass.”
Their quiet laughter faded as the organ music heralded his bride’s entrance into the sanctuary. Her mother stood and the rest of the guests—their combined families—followed suit. He knew they watched her trek up the aisle like he did, but he could not tear his gaze away from Piper for confirmation.
Her blond hair was piled on top her head in a complicated pile of curls he could not wait to muss. She wasn’t wearing a veil this time, just a tiara and a radiant, glorious smile for everyone in the church to see. Her sleeveless gown whispered as one layer of taffeta moved against the other while she walked down the aisle alone.
He had not known that was her plan, but he felt the rightness of it. She offered herself to him, heart, body and soul.
The shimmering beadwork and gathered skirt with the long train on her dress
was
worthy of a modern-day royal.
“She looks like a princess,” Neo observed, reflecting Zephyr’s thoughts with satisfaction.
Just as Zephyr had felt contentment at Cass’s beauty on his brother-by-choice’s behalf.
“She is the queen of my heart.”
“And you are the king of hers.”
“Superman. She thinks I’m a superhero.”
Neo laughed, but Zephyr ignored the quiet chuckles as Piper stopped in front of him.
He put his hand out. She took it and they turned to face the priest for a blessing on the marriage that bound the love that had made both their lives complete.
P
IPER
sat on a lounger on the balcony off the master bedroom of the island villa, holding her week-old baby son. He slept in the crook of her arm, oblivious to the heated discussion between his daddy and uncle about whether an American or Greek university would be the best choice for his education.
“Won’t they be flabbergasted if little Erastos turns out to be an artist and wants to study at the Sorbonne?” Cass asked with laughter.
“Flabbergasted maybe, but not disappointed. Zephyr will be proud of his son, no matter what path he chooses to follow.”
“And Neo? Do you think he will be proud of his child, even if he or she wants to do something flighty like play the piano or something?” Cass asked meaningfully.
“You’re pregnant?” Piper demanded with joy.
The other woman had been trying since she and Neo had married, but up to now, the couple had no success. They’d been discussing visiting a fertility specialist.
Cass positively beamed. “I am.”
Zephyr stopped arguing midrant and then slapped Neo on the shoulder. “You didn’t tell me, you dog!”
“With any luck, we will have a daughter and she will fall as hard for your son as these special women have for us.”
Zephyr looked over at Piper, his expression so filled with love it almost hurt to see it. “I can’t imagine a better future for my son.”
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First published in Great Britain 2010
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© Lucy Monroe 2010
ISBN: 978-1-408-91909-5