After The Billionaire's Wedding Vows…

“The constant in her life is you, Polly. Not this house.” Alexandros gave her the slashing smile that had first caught her eye. “You are an amazing mama. She will make other friends. And if I know you, you’ll make sure she still gets to visit her current playmates. After all, you are the woman who makes sure our daughter sees her yia-yia once a month despite how my mother has treated you.”

“You are a constant for her too,” Polly offered, because it was true. And because maybe it needed to be said. “You are a good father.”

Maybe he wasn’t around as much as her father had been for Polly, but Alexandros loved his daughter very much and it showed.

“I am glad you think so. Very glad, but the truth is, both of you see less of me than you should because of the daily helicopter commute.”

“We would see more of you if we lived in Athens,” she acknowledged.

Not only was there the daily commute to consider, but he spent at least one night a week in Athens, which cut their family time down even more.

“We’ll take as many of our staff with us as are willing to move.” He was talking like it was a done deal.

Even so, as much as she might like that, she didn’t see their staff traveling to Athens with them. “A lot of them have family in the area.”

“I’ll offer a significant moving bonus and the two-hour drive is not so onerous they can’t make it to visit family.”

“You would do that, so that she has continuity of homelife?” Polly asked, a little shocked at the idea they could take the staff, many of whom had become friends, with them.

“I would do that so that you don’t have to get used to new people either.”

It was true that getting used to new staff when she’d moved in here after only just adjusting to the staff at the Kristalakis family home had been very hard for a woman who had grown up doing everything for herself. Her family came to visit more often now they’d gotten used to the staff too; she didn’t want them to cut down their visits again either.

“Would we find the house together?” she asked, unwilling to make another major move without input in where they ended up.

“That is important to you, doing it together?”

“I don’t want to live in another hotel.”

“You could pick it out.”

Disappointment filled her. “You’re probably too busy to take time off to house hunt with me.”

She went to turn away, but he grabbed her and gently pulled her into his body again. He’d always been a

physical lover, but he was so much more touchy-feely right now.

And she kind of loved it.

Not that she was admitting that one out loud. It would make her sound needy.

“Not at all,” he assured her.

She didn’t know what he saw on her face, but he cursed in Russian. A habit he’d developed after Helena’s birth so he didn’t accidentally say a word she might repeat in Greek or English.

Alexandros pressed their bodies close and groaned. “Our daughter is going to wake up any minute and Hero will not be on duty for hours yet.”

Polly hid her grin at his impatience. “You’ll survive.”

“If you were living in my skin, you would not be so sure.” Then he went all serious again. “I want you to be happy in our next home.”

“So, give me the final right of choice,” she challenged.

“Done.”

She let the grin take over her face. “Watch out, you’ll end up in a farmhouse.”

“In Athens? I am not worried, yineka mou.”