Page 57 of Marrying a Billionaire

That what just what she needed to hear. She lifted herself up onto her toes and pressed her lips against his. Fireworks exploded through her body as he wrapped his arms around her and drew him in close. She slid her hands up his shoulders and to his neck where she entwined her fingers.

When they pulled apart, he glanced down. Suddenly, a sheepish expression passed over his face as he reached out and pressed his hand against her stomach.

“Am I hurting the baby?”

She shook her head. “Nope. The baby is just fine.”

He looked relieved. “It’s a girl?”

Lillian bit her lip. “Yes.” She studied him, not sure how he was going to react.

He moved his hand to cup her cheek. Then he kissed her forehead, nose and then lips. “Marry me?” he asked.

She pulled back to look at him. “What?”

He leaned closer, pressing his forehead against hers. “Marry me. Make a family with me.”

That was all she needed to hear. Throwing away all her fears and doubts, Lillian wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close. She was finally getting everything she’d ever wanted. Reed was hers and she was never going to let him go.

Epilogue

The early morning light crept in between the drapes that were pulled. Reed shifted, reaching out to feel for Lillian. As always, her side of the bed was empty. He smiled as he heard the whir of the pottery wheel across the hall. Laying on his back, he stared up at the ceiling.

Cooing broke his thoughts. He turned to focus on the bassinet beside the bed. He’d insisted that Cora sleep right next to him. Lillian had protested, but finally gave in.

Sitting up, he peeked in at his daughter. Four months old and more beautiful than anything he’d ever seen. Her wide, blue eyes peered back at him.

“How’s daddy’s princess?” he asked, picking her up and pulling her to his chest.

She wiggled in his embrace before letting out a tiny whine. He shushed her as he made his way across the hall.

Lillian was at her pottery wheel. She had on her cut-off shorts and a tank. Dried clay was smeared across her skin. She jumped when he moved into view.

A smile spread across her lips as her gaze made its way from his face to Cora.

“She wake up?” she asked.

He pulled Cora from his shoulder and glanced down at her. “Eh, it wasn’t anything daddy couldn’t handle.” Cora made a small squeak, so Reed brought her back up to his shoulder.

“How’s it coming?” he asked, nodding toward the vase she was making.

Lillian used her wrist to push back some loose hair. A content expression passed over her face. “It’s getting there,” she said, standing and moving away from the wheel.

He followed her out of the room and over to the huge picture windows that overlooked the ocean. They were spending some much-needed time at the house in the Hamptons. He’d been thrown into the full responsibilities of CEO for his own company.

Making sure to put his family first, he suggested that his two girls go with him for a week away. Lillian jumped at the opportunity.

“Here, let me take her. You”—she nodded at him—“make your starving wife some of your famous eggs.”

He laughed, handing her Cora. When his daughter was safely in her arms, he pulled them both close, and pressed his lips against Lillian’s. A satisfied feeling settled in his stomach. This was exactly where he needed to be. These women were his family. And he was never going to let them go.

“I love you, Mrs. Williamson. No contract needed.”

She pulled back, staring up at him with her bright blue eyes. “I love you, Mr. Williamson.” Then she leaned forward. “Now feed me before I starve.”

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