Kandy Shepherd - Conveniently Wed To The Greek

‘Good,’ he said. He didn’t want to hear the details of her marriage breakup. Or any bust-ups that came afterwards. That was none of his concern. This was about a job. Nothing more.

Although he found it very difficult to believe she was single by choice.

‘I don’t let my personal life impinge on my work,’ she said. ‘I want your job and I want to go to Greece.’

‘You’re sure about that? You’re not going to change your mind again?’

She took another distracting deep breath. ‘I’m very sure.’

He allowed himself a smile, knowing that it was tinged with triumph. Reached out to shake her hand. ‘When can you be ready to fly to Athens?’

CHAPTER FIVE

SHE WAS IN GREECE, working for Alex Mikhalis!

It had all happened so fast Dell still felt a little dizzy that, just two weeks after her wobbly encounter with him in the yoga room, the man who had been her adversary—the man she had loathed—was her boss.

So far so good. It had been a long, tedious trip to get here even in the comfort of the business-class seats he had booked for her—twenty-three hours to Athens alone. Then another short flight to the small airport at Preveza in north-western Greece.

Too excited to be jet-lagged, she staggered out into the sunshine expecting to find a sign with her name on it held up by a taxi driver. But her new boss was there to meet her. Tall and imposing, he stood out among the people waiting for passengers. He waved to get her attention.

Dell’s breath caught and her heart started hammering. It was the first time she’d seen Alex since that meeting in his room at Bay Breeze. For a moment she was too stunned to say anything. Not just because her reawakened senses jumped to alert at how Greek-god-handsome he looked in stone linen trousers and a collarless white linen shirt. But because she wasn’t sure what rules applied to their changed status. It was quite a leap for her to take from enemy to employee.

‘Good flight?’ he asked.

‘Very good, thank you,’ she said, uncertain of what to call him. He was her employer now but they had history of a kind. ‘Er...thank you, Mr Mikhalis.’

His dark eyes widened as if she’d said something ridiculous, then he laughed. ‘That’s my father’s name,’ he said. ‘Alex will do. You’re not working for a corporation here. Just me.’

He held out his hand to take hers in a firm, warm grip. ‘Welcome on board.’ His handshake was professional, his tone friendly but impersonal. She would take her cue from that. And totally repress that little shiver of awareness that rippled through her at his touch.

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