I guess you could call it a whirlwind romance.â âThat sounds more like a hurricane than a whirlwind. How long did it last?â Brittany stood up and brushed dust off her legs. âTen days. Spy, if you donât wipe that smile off your face Iâm going to kick you into this trench and cover your corpse with a thick layer of dirt and shards of pottery.â âYou mean ten years ,â Lily said and Brittany shook her head. âNo. I mean days. We made it through the honeymoon without killing each other.â Lily felt her mouth drop open and closed it again quickly. âWhat happened?â âI let my emotions get in the way of making sane decisions.â Brittany gave a faint smile. âI havenât fallen in love since.â âBecause you learned how not to do it. You didnât go and make the same mistake again and again. Give me some tips.â âI canât. Avoiding emotional entanglement came naturally after I met Zach.â âSexy name.â âSexy guy.â She shaded her eyes from the sun. âSexy rat bastard guy.â âAnother one,â Lily said gloomily. âBut you were young and everyone is allowed to make mistakes when theyâre young. Not only do I not have that excuse, but Iâm a habitual offender. I should be locked up until Iâm safe to be rehabilitated. I need to be taken back to the store and reprogrammed.â âYou do not need to be reprogrammed.â Brittany stuffed her trowel into the front of her backpack. âYouâre warm, friendly and lovable. Thatâs what guys like about you.â âThat and the fact it takes one glance to know youâd look great naked,â Spy said affably. Lily turned her back on him. âWarm, friendly and lovable are great qualities for a puppy, but not so great for a woman. They say a person can change, donât they? Well, Iâm going to change.â She scrambled to her feet. âI am not falling in love again. Iâm going to take your advice and have rebound sex.â âGood plan.â Spy glanced at his watch. âYou get your clothes off, Iâll get us a room.â âNot funny.â Lily glared at him. âI am going to pick someone I donât know, donât feel anything for and couldnât fall in love with in a million years.â Brittany looked doubtful. âNow Iâm second-guessing myself. Coming from you it sounds like a recipe for disaster.â âItâs going to be perfect. All I have to do is find a man who doesnât tick a single box on my list and have sex with him. It canât possibly go wrong. Iâm going to call it Operation Ice Maiden.â * * * Nik Zervakis stood with his back to the office, staring at the glittering blue of the sea while his assistant updated him. âDid he call?â âYes, exactly as you predicted. How do you always know these things? I would have lost my nerve days ago with those sums of money involved. You donât even break out in a sweat.â Nik could have told him the deal wasnât about money, it was about power. âDid you call the lawyers?â âTheyâre meeting with the team from Lexos first thing tomorrow. So itâs done. Congratulations, boss. The US media have turned the phones red-hot asking for interviews.â âItâs not over until the deal is signed. When that happens Iâll put out a statement, but no interviews.â Nik felt some of the tension leave his shoulders. âDid you make a reservation at The Athena?â âYes, but you have the official opening of the new museum wing first.â Nik swore softly and swung round. âIâd forgotten. Do you have a briefing document on that?â His PA paled. âNo, boss. All I know is that the wing has been specially designed to display Minoan antiquities in one place. You were invited to the final meeting of