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Nikos gave her a quizzical look. “You were invited.”
“Only because common courtesy made it impossible for you to do anything else.”
“True,” he agreed. “But it was no great hardship. Your presence would enhance any occasion.”
“Such a gentleman!” she muttered, and saw his mouth stretch into a slow smile.
“Not always, ylikia.”
What “ylikia” meant, Chelsea had no idea. Nor did she care to ask. She turned her attention a little desperately to the group of young women seated together around a table in a far corner. “Are they the children’s nannies?”
“Nurses, yes. One of them Dimitris’s.”
“Do you have to leave him often?” she asked. “On business, I mean.”
“No more than I must. A boy needs a father.”
“More than he needs a mother?”
The chiselled features were suddenly austere. “Is this another attempt to tell me what I should do?”
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