The Millionaire's True Worth(17)

“It was nice to meet you, Sofia,” Raina chimed in.

Clearly Sofia wanted to prolong the conversation, but Akis had sat down, effectively bringing their meeting to a close. When they were alone once more Raina said, “She’s a very pretty woman.”

“A very unhappy one,” Akis responded. “When Vasso got out of the military he asked her to marry him, but she turned him down because she was looking for a man who could give her all the things she wanted.”

Raina read between the lines. “Now that you and your brother have prospered, she’s wishing she hadn’t turned him down?”

He sat back in the chair and nodded. “From his early teens, Vasso was crazy about her and she him, but she wanted more from life. There was a period when I feared he’d never get over the rejection. But he did.”

She let out a sigh. “Thank goodness time has a healing effect.”

His eyes searched hers. “You say that like someone who has been hurt.”

The subject had come up. Better to get it out of the way now. “I married at twenty when I was young and naive. A writer ten years older than I came to the house to get details about a book he was writing on my grandmother’s father, Edwin Moss. My great-grandfather was a seascape artist who’s been gaining in popularity.

“Because Byron was older and brilliant, I was too blinded by his attention to realize he only wanted me for what my money could do to support his research and career. He told me he wanted to put off having children for a while.”

“You wanted children?”

“More than anything. I didn’t understand why he wanted to postpone it until he was trapped in a scandal with a grade-B film starlet from Hollywood and the director with whom she was having an affair. As you can imagine I thanked providence there was no child born to us who would be torn apart.”

Akis’s striking Greek features hardened.

“In court I learned Byron had been having relations with her before and during my marriage to him. It got ugly before it was over. My grandparents helped me through the ordeal. Without them I don’t think I would have made it. Your brother was fortunate enough to be passed over. In the long run he’s the winner.”

“I couldn’t agree more.” Akis put some bills on the table. “Let’s get out of here. Back along the shoreline near the dock is an outdoor club for dancing. We’ll see how your ankle holds up without the crutches, but the second it starts to hurt, we’ll leave.”

Twilight had turned the island into a thing of incredible beauty. Between the water and the lights, Raina was caught in its spell. But for the crutches, she would have hung on to him, unable to help herself.

Many of the shops had closed for the night. “Look—your store is full of people. I’m so proud of what you’ve done I could burst.”

“I’m afraid I’m going to burst if I don’t get you in my arms soon.”

He didn’t know the half of it. Soon she could hear live music coming from the club. They played everything from bouzouki to modern, jazz and rock. Some of the people sat around watching the lights of the harbor and the incoming ferry while they enjoyed a cocktail. Other couples had taken to the dance floor.

Akis put her crutches next to her chair and ordered them a local drink. “Come on.” He reached for her hand and pulled her onto the floor. “I’ve waited as long as I can.”

So had she. Today she’d been transported to another world and melted in his arms, dying for the legitimate excuse to get as close to him as possible. Her heart thudded so hard, she was certain he could feel it. Their bodies fit and moved as one flesh.

When he wrapped both arms around her to bring her even closer, she linked her arms around his neck and clung to him. The male scent of him combined with the soap he’d used in the shower acted as an aphrodisiac. Raina had no idea how long they’d been fused together when his lips brushed against her hot cheek. “How’s your ankle?”

“What ankle?” she murmured back.

She felt his deep sigh. “When I was a young boy, we’d walk past this club on our way home from work every night. For years and years I used to watch the people sitting around drinking and dancing, unable to relate to their lives.

“It took money and leisure time, neither of which I had. A man needed decent clothes and shoes. But more than anything else it took courage I didn’t have to walk in here with a woman and feel I was as good as anyone else.”

Her eyes closed tightly. She was haunted by what he’d told her. “How long did it take you to realize your own value and bring a woman in here to dance the night away?”

“I never did.”

Raina’s hands had a mind of their own and slid to his cheeks where she could feel the slight rasp of his hard male jaw. She forced him to look at her, trying to understand. “I’m the first?”

“I’ve been waiting for the right woman, but the way I’m feeling about you at this moment, I need to get us away from here now. Let’s go.” She knew how he felt and would have suggested it if he hadn’t.

They walked back to the table. He handed her the crutches. After leaving money on the table, they left the club without having tasted their drinks.

The water felt like glass during the ride to Anti Paxos in the cabin cruiser. A sliver of a moon lit up the dark sky. Raina wanted this romantic night to last forever. When he pulled into the slip at the harbor, he turned to her. “How would you like to sleep out on the cruiser tonight?”

“Can we? I’d love it!”

“Tell you what. We’ll drive to the house and pack a bag. I’ll grab some food and we’ll come back. Tomorrow we’ll begin a tour of the different islands.”

She removed her life jacket. “You’re sure you want to do this for me when you’ve lived here all your life? Won’t it be boring for you?”

“Being with you is like seeing everything for the first time because your excitement is contagious.”

“This part of Greece is so glorious, I’m speechless, Akis.”

“I’m in the same state around you. Come on.” He picked her up and carried her to the dock. They reached the truck and drove to the house in record time. At the house she changed out of her sundress and put on her lightweight white sweats. After packing bags and food, they returned to the cruiser. She really was doing fine without the crutches and had never known this kind of happiness before.

Being with Akis made her realize what a pitiful marriage she’d had with Byron, whose selfishness should have warned her she was making a terrible mistake. Theo’s best man was the best man she’d ever known, and the most generous.

“We’ll cruise over to my private beach and lay anchor until morning. The seats go back and make comfortable beds if you want to sleep on deck. Or you can use the bedroom below.”

“I want to stay on top and look at the stars.” That way they didn’t have to be separated.

“Then that’s what we’ll do.”

Euphoria enveloped Raina as they followed the shoreline to his area of the island. After cutting the motor, he dropped anchor. Theirs was the only boat around. He turned on the lights. It felt like they were on their own floating island. When she looked over the side, she could see beneath water so clear it didn’t seem real.

She turned around with her elbows on the railing and smiled at him. “I feel enchanted. It’s this place. The air’s so warm and sweet, and the sky is like velvet.”

His gaze swept over her. He’d turned on music and strolled toward her still dressed in the same clothes he’d worn earlier. Akis was so handsome, her mouth went dry. “I want to dance with you again. This time we don’t have an audience.”

Raina propelled herself into his arms and he swung her around. He murmured words into her hair she didn’t understand. “What did you say?”

“That you smell and feel divine.” He crushed her against him, running his hands over her back and molding her to him. They slow-danced until she lost track of time. His mouth roved her cheek until she couldn’t bear it any longer. Needing his kiss like she needed air, she met his lips with her own. They became lost in a sea of want and desire.

“I could do this with you forever,” he whispered against her warm throat. “My father told me it could be like this with the right woman.”

She rose up on tiptoe and kissed his face one dashing feature at a time. “In my darkest moment, my grandfather told me the same thing and warned me not to lose hope. He and my grandmother were happily married for sixty-nine years.”

Akis smiled down at her. “Imagine that.” Twining his fingers with hers, he walked her to the banquette across the rear of the cruiser and pulled her onto his lap. He smoothed some strands of her hair tousled by the breeze. “If I were your great-grandfather, I’d paint you like this and name it Aphrodite by moonlight.”

Raina buried her face in his neck. “If Rodin were alive, I’d commission him to sculpt you cavorting in the swells of your Hellenic world. Have you been to Paris?”

“No. But I’ve seen pictures of The Kiss. All the boys on the island liked looking at those kinds of pictures.”