A Wedding For The Greek Tycoon (Greek Billionaires Book 2) by Rebecca Winters

But I met Chad while we were both on that study abroad program in England. That was his graduation-from-college present. It threw us together for two weeks. You can learn a lot about someone on a trip like that. We had fun and didn’t want it to end after we returned to New York.
    “The more I saw of him, the more I thought maybe he could be
the
one. But the circumstances that brought me to this hospital put an end to the relationship we’d enjoyed. Now you know the story of my life.”
    “But not the pain you suffered when he didn’t stay with you.”
    She took a deep breath. “It was awful. I won’t lie about that. If ever I needed someone who loved me that was the time. But his love wasn’t the forever kind. That was a hard lesson to learn. It taught me not to put my faith in a man.” She looked up at him. “That’s as honest as I know how to be.”
    The man had been a fool. Vasso’s black eyes burned into hers. “Just look what he missed. Thank you for telling me.”
    “I’ve probably said too much.” After taking a few steps away from him, she turned around. “Thanks for listening. I’ve talked your ear off.”
    “It was my pleasure. Just so you know, I have to go out again for a little while. I’ll try not to disturb you when I come back in.”
    “Please don’t worry about me. Good night.” In the next instant she’d disappeared into the other part of the penthouse.
    While Vasso stood there overwhelmed by tender new feelings she brought out in him, his cell rang. He pulled it from his pocket. When he saw it was his brother, he clicked on. “Akis?”
    “I thought I’d check in. How’s everything going with Thespinis Zachos?”
    He held his breath. “Fine.”
    Low laughter bubbled out of Akis. “Come on. It’s
me
you’re talking to.”
    “I’m aware of that. I took her shopping, then we had dinner and now she’s gone to bed. Tomorrow morning we’ll fly to Paxos.”
    “I can read between the lines, bro. Let’s try this again. How are things really going?”
    “The press intruded as we left the department store, so we came back to the penthouse and she cooked dinner. It was probably the best Macedonian food I’ve ever eaten.”
    “I guess that makes sense considering her parents ran a
taverna
.”
    “She only has one more semester before she receives her college degree in English, but Alexandra didn’t know about that. It’s just as well Zoe will be working on this side of the Atlantic. Tonight she told me she wants to meet you and thank you for saving her life. If you want my opinion, she’ll charm Yiannis until she has him eating out of her hand.”
    “It wouldn’t surprise me considering she’s already accomplished that feat with you. A woman cooking in our kitchen? That has to be a first. I guess it’s too late to tell you to go slow, the same advice you once gave me.
Kalinihta.”
    “
Kalinihta.”
    Zoe was still on his mind when he arrived at Maris’s condo twenty minutes later. “Vasso—you’re finally here!” she said after opening the door. “I’ve missed you.”
    But when she would have reached for him, he backed away.
    A hurt look entered her eyes. “What’s wrong?”
    Vasso hated to do this, but for both their sakes he needed to break things off with her. Zoe filled his thoughts to the exclusion of all else, but that made him anxious when he remembered how he’d once felt about Sofia.
    As for Maris, he didn’t like hurting her when she’d done nothing wrong, but as he’d told his brother, she wasn’t the one. Still, he couldn’t help feeling a little guilty about doing this to her.
    “Let’s sit down.”
    “I don’t want to.” Her chin lifted. “Why do I get the feeling you’re here to tell me it’s over with us?”
    Being a journalist, she had good instincts and was always out for the truth. “To be honest, while I was in New York I had a chance to think. I don’t believe there’s a future for us and I thought it would be better to tell