Bought: the Greek's Baby
“She put her hand to her hair, which yesterday had hung past her breasts but now barely touched her collarbone. “I had my hair cut.”
“I can see that.”
“So why did you ask?” she retorted pertly, squaring her shoulders. “Honestly!”
He ignored that, walking around her in a circle in the wide marble bathroom, looking her up and down.
She lifted her chin defiantly, daring him to criticize her.
The sleekly modern, rather than sexy, blunt-cut pageboy hairstyle wasn’t her only change. Instead of the tight red dress and overflowing cleavage she’d had last night, she was now dressed in a cotton jersey cardigan and long knit skirt in pale rose. The simple garments were still pretty, she hoped, but natural—not to mention stretchy against her expanding pregnancy. And the pink flat sandals were certainly easier to wear than the stiletto heels.
She now felt comfortable in her own skin rather than like someone trying to gain attention through her clothing.
But he only frowned at her.
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