âIf there are consequences of what has just happened, you will tell me.â
Heâd put stern emphasis on those last words, and he could still see Serenaâs face paling beneath his hard gaze. Nikos had spoken in an uncompromising tone, but with his past snapping at his heels heâd been unable to think rationally, furious that passion had got the better of him, making him break his cardinal rule of always being in control. He couldnât blame her for running from him that night. Heâd been furious at herâbut mostly at himself.
Since the day sheâd left heâd yearned for her, wanted her in his arms at night, but heâd kept firm to the resolute silence which existed between them. As weeks had turned to months heâd hoped his fears of consequences of their night on the beach were unfounded.
Now, three months after that heated night, she was back. His heart slammed harder in his chest at the implications of her visit. She might have left it too long to tell him, and she almost certainly had ulterior motives, but there was only one reason she was back and he had to face the fact.
She was carrying his child.
When one nightâ¦leads to pregnancy!
When succumbing to a night of unbridled desire itâs impossible to think past the morning after!
But, with the sheets barely settled, that little blue line appears on the pregnancy test and it doesnât take long to realise that one night of white-hot passion has turned into a lifetime of consequences!
Only one question remains:
How do you tell a man youâve just met that youâre about to share more than just his bed?
Find out in:
Nine Months to Redeem Him by Jennie Lucas January 2015
Prince Nadirâs Secret Heir by Michelle Conder March 2015
Carrying the Greekâs Heir by Sharon Kendrick April 2015
Married for Amariâs Heir by Maisey Yates July 2015
Her Nine Month Confession by Kim Lawrence September 2015
More stories in the One Night With Consequences series can be found at www.millsandboon.co.uk
RACHAEL THOMAS has always loved reading romance and is thrilled to be a Modern⢠Romance author. She lives and works on a farm in Walesâa far cry from the glamour of a Modern storyâbut that makes slipping into her charactersâ world all the more appealing. When sheâs not writing or working on the farm she enjoys photography and visiting historic castles and grand houses.
Visit her at rachaelthomas.co.uk.
For my brilliantly supportive writing friend, Melissa Morgan, who was with me to share those first amazing and exciting moments when my dream of publication came true.
CHAPTER ONE
NIKOS LAZARO PETRAKIS stood and glared out at the sparkling sea beyond the offices of Xanthippe Shipping, his self-built empire, but he didnât see any of it. The words heâd just read in a text burned into his mind. And memories of the only woman who had stirred longings for things he could never allow himself to want set his body alight.
We need to talk. Meet me on the beach tonight. Serena.
Serena James had almost got through his defensive wall, affecting him far more than he cared to admit. Heâd been glad when the excuse to banish her from his life had presented itself. He hadnât heard from her since that night three months ago. Sheâd walked away from him without looking back, rousing memories heâd rather have forgotten, but her silence since had been a welcome relief.
He pressed his eyes shut against the image of Serena. She had been hard to forget and, judging by the way his mind raced now, he still hadnât achieved that aim. For weeks his body had longed for hers. Heâd been able to see her, smell her and feel her warmth if he closed his eyes, letting his thoughts slip back. But heâd held firm to his resolution of no commitments. Heâd pushed her away emotionally and physically, but hadnât been able to sever the thread of attraction completely. It remained like a web spun in the early dawn, keeping them inextricably linked.
On his return to Athens heâd thrown himself fiercely into his work and had gone after the cruise company Adonia with a ruthlessness that had made even his PA look at him in question.
He clenched his jaw against the heated memories of his time with Serena, knowing there could only be one reason for her return to Santorini, the island heâd grown up on. His eyes snapped open and he inhaled deeply. There could be no other explanation.
During the summer she had arrived on the island to research her next article, and the passionate romance theyâd shared had culminated in reckless and unprotected sex on the beach. Were there now life-changing repercussions? Consequences he hadnât planned on and most definitely didnât want?
Alarm bells began to ring. Why had she had waited so long? Had she done as heâd feared and used her journalistic background and connections to find out more about him? Anger fizzed through him as he stared broodily at the view. Did Serena know he wasnât the fisherman heâd led her to believe he was simply because it had been easier that way?