in with her bag so they sat across from each other. The interior smelled of the soap he must have used in the shower. Her reaction to him was over the top. Maybe there was something wrong with her.
“My driver will take us to the complex where my brother and I work. We’ll stay in the penthouse. It’s where we entertain guests and business people who must stay overnight. Tomorrow we’ll fly to Paxos.”
The limousine moved into the center of Athens. Another time and she might enjoy the scenery more, but right now she couldn’t concentrate. After what he’d just told her, Zoe felt like a tongue-tied high school girl with a giant-sized crush on a man so far out of her league it was outrageous.
Glomming onto the safer subject of business she said, “Does Kyrie
Megalos know you’ve hired me?”
“Not yet. I want him to meet you first.”
She eyed him directly, but couldn’t see his eyes behind the glasses. “Something tells me you’re pulling the same thing on him that Father Debakis pulled on you.” Vasso laughed hard. “He may not want me to be his assistant.”
“In that case he’ll give you another position. Don’t worry. He won’t suggest that you join a nunnery.”
Laughter escaped her lips. His sense of humor was very appealing. “I shouldn’t have said anything about Ms. Kallistos’s remark. It wasn’t kind of me.”
“She should have known better than to say anything, so put it out of your mind.”
“I have. Do you mind if I ask you some questions? Would you please tell me what kind of business you’re in? I don’t have a lot of information about you apart from your philanthropic work.”
They’d driven into the heart of the downtown traffic. “If you’ll look out your right window, you’ll see a store coming up that says Alpha/Omega 24.”
Zoe searched each shop. “Oh—there it is!
Everything from A to Z
. It’s like one of the 7-Elevens in the States!”
“It’s store number four, the first store we opened on the mainland.”
“So you’re a convenience store owner! Where are stores one through three?”
“On Paxos. My brother and I started our own chain years ago. They’ve spread throughout Greece.”
“Now you’re forcing me to guess.” She eyed him with an impish expression. “Do you have as many as a hundred perchance?”
“We reached the hundred mark in Thessalonika.”
Zoe gulped. “You weren’t kidding, were you? Does your chain spread as far as Florina?”
“Farther, but it might interest you to know we have a store in Kozani. It’s not far from the home of your ancestors.”
She’d just been teasing, but he’d come back with an answer that filled her with awe. “So how many stores do you have altogether? Wait—don’t answer that question.” Heat filled her cheeks. “I’m being rude to pry. Forgive me.”
“I don’t mind. 2001, including the one we recently opened in Crete.”
Zoe had tried to imagine the kind of money it took to run both centers. Now that she knew what kind of wealth was behind the foundation, she was blown away by the generosity of these men. “You really are perfect,” she whispered.
“You have a lot to learn,” he quipped, making her smile.
By now the limousine had turned down an alley and stopped at the side of a big complex. He got out with her bag and came around to help her. He had a remote on his key chain that opened the door to an elevator. They rode it to the top. When the door opened, she entered a glassed-in penthouse where she welcomed the air conditioning.
“If you’ll come with me, I’ll show you to the guest bedroom.” She followed him through a hallway to a room with a fabulous view of Athens.
“What an incredible vista! Am I the luckiest woman in the world to sleep here tonight or what? You’re far too good to me.”
“We do this for business people who come to be interviewed for store manager positions.”
“But I’m not exactly the kind of business person that generates a profit