The Greek Children's Doctor (Westerling)

He grinned. ‘I’m Greek, agape mou, and Greek men are very traditional. I want a woman who’s happy to raise children with me.’

Libby raised an eyebrow. ‘Barefoot and pregnant?’

He glanced under the table to her bare feet. ‘I actually quite like those ridiculous heels you favour, but I love your bare feet, too. In fact, I love everything about you. The moment I saw you buried under a pile of children I knew you were the woman I wanted to marry.’

‘I thought you wanted me because I presented a challenge,’ Libby admitted, and he smiled.

‘I wanted you because I fell madly in love for the first time in my life. So what do you say, Libby? Are you prepared to marry a very traditional Greek male?’

‘Yes. And just to prove it, there’s a surprise waiting for you in my kitchen.’

Andreas lifted an eyebrow and glanced towards the closed door. ‘A surprise?’

Libby shrugged. ‘Why don’t you go and find out?’

Andreas pushed open the kitchen door and then smiled with delight. ‘Adrienne? What are you doing here?’

His niece flung her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. ‘Libby collected me earlier. She said that I don’t have to board any more. She told me that you’ve finally found a perfect housekeeper.’

Andreas cast a questioning look at Libby and she blushed.

‘I thought, between the two of us, we ought to be able to manage our shifts so that one of us can pick her up from school.’

Andreas smiled and held out a hand to her. ‘So I take it that your answer is yes? I thought you didn’t believe in happy endings.’

She walked up to him and slid her arms around both of them. ‘I didn’t until I met you, and the answer is definitely yes. As we’re going to get married, do you think Yiayia will mind if I kiss you in front of Adrienne?’

Without waiting for an answer, she stood on tiptoe and gave him a lingering kiss on the lips.

Adrienne gave a squeal of excitement. ‘You’re really going to get married? Can I be a bridesmaid?’

There was a brief pause while Libby reluctantly disengaged herself. ‘Absolutely! Which means that we girls have got some serious shopping to do.’

Andreas groaned. ‘Just don’t take me near that hairdresser again.’

Libby’s eyes twinkled. ‘Afraid you might be tempted?’

Andreas pulled her against him. ‘There’s only ever going to be one person who tempts me, agape mou—remember that.’

Libby lifted her mouth for his kiss. ‘I will.’

Epilogue

THE reception was in full swing and Libby relaxed back in her chair, smiling as she watched people enjoying the dancing.

‘Stop looking so happy.’ Alex pulled out the chair next to her and sat down, stretching his long legs out in front of him. ‘I suppose it was all the chocolate you put on the menu.’

Libby laughed. ‘Did you enjoy it?’

‘Apart from the chocolate-coated prawns,’ Alex said dryly, helping himself to her glass of champagne. ‘They challenged my palate. Where’s Andreas?’

‘Talking to Katy. She’s trying to persuade him to tell her where we’re going on our honeymoon.’

‘He still hasn’t told you?’

‘No. It’s a surprise.’ Libby sighed dreamily. ‘Isn’t it romantic?’

‘Not really.’ Alex took a large slug of champagne. ‘The guy probably just hasn’t made up his mind yet. Don’t read anything into it.’