should be out soon. In fact, why don’t I go inside and get you coffee while you finish your swim.”
Callum stared at her. “Tons. Servants. Of course.” For a minute he’d forgotten she was little Miss Rich Girl. He gave a nod.
Eva’s smile faded a little. She tried to shore it up, but she stood and headed inside. He watched that tight little ass of hers as it disappeared. He cursed softly under his breath. The way that suit barely covered her body had his mind conjuring up all sorts of things they could be doing instead of lessons. But he had to keep a focus here. He needed the cash, the ticket home—and he did not need a rich girl using him for a toy. He pulled himself from the pool and started to plan a lesson that would occupy her brain for the day—and that shouldn’t be too hard, given that he’d yet to really find out if she had a mind.
Chapter 6
For once Eva didn’t have to struggle through the math. She wasn’t certain what had changed, but something had. She kept thinking about the Parthenon—about ratios and geometry, and how math and art could be linked. Somehow that made it easier to apply herself to the problems—and Callum seemed stunned. She liked that. She did so well that he gave her the afternoon off. She wasn’t sure what she’d do with a whole afternoon without books, but she heard a car pull up and the front door open. Hearing Alexandra’s voice, Eva bolted for her and pounced on her in the hall.
“You’re back! Come talk to me while I change clothes and then we’ll head into the city to shop! Hi, Dareios!”
Dareios stood next to Alexandra. He was a good looking man, one of those Greeks who had pale hair and blue eyes. He’d been friends with Antonio for so long that Eva had always thought of him more like another brother, but Alexandra’s interest had become something much more than that. Eva was glad to see them both smiling—and both still very much in love.
Dareios gave Eva a kiss on the cheek and smiled at Alexandra. “I see I’ve lost my bride-to-be already. Go with your sister, Alex. It gives me a good excuse to have a nap.”
Alexandra laughed and turned to hug Eva. “Come on. You can go into the city as you are. And I need to start shopping for a wedding dress. How goes the math?”
Heading outside with Alexandra, Eva wrinkled her nose. “I hate it. I think Antonio got all the math genes in the family.”
Climbing into the limo, Alexandra told the driver to take them into Athens to the shops. He already knew all their favorite stores. The day was warm, with a cool breeze. Alexandra glanced at Eva. “Antonio is a banker. He’s supposed to like math. You just need enough to get into college. So stop whining.”
“I don’t whine. But I don’t want to think about lessons today. What are you looking for?”
Alexandra shrugged. “I’ll know it when I see it. I just want something elegant.”
They headed for the Attica, one of the biggest department stores in Athens, but Alexandra found nothing she liked. Next they headed to their favorite boutiques, including Linea Piu and Vera Wang. Eva found several dressed she liked, but Alexandra kept shaking her head. Finally, at Primalicia, Alexandra found a strapless gown with a hi-low hem that ended in front just above her knees and draping to the ground behind in a mock train. The silk held just the faintest hint of pink in the blush tones. The dress would only need minor alterations to fit perfectly.
“Alexandra, you look like a fairytale princess!” Eva told her, walking around her sister. “It’s perfect.”
Alexandra grinned. “I love it. Now, what about your dress? Claire isn’t here so we’ll have to get something that can be fitted to her later.” After getting final measurements to fit the dress, Alexandra changed and she and Eva started to look over bridesmaids dressed. Eva fell in love with a shimmery sheath in silver sequins, with little bows down the back that left a series of openings in
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