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She turns in my arms.
Her long, dark eyelashes are fluttering so fast, I swear she’s about to take flight. “What’s this?” She points a finger over her shoulder.
“A proper celebration for your twenty-first birthday.”
She stares at me, unblinking.
I didn’t only ask Lily to extend her trip because I wanted to spend more time with her. I wanted to celebrate her birthday. I can’t make up for Fisher Edgington’s shortcomings. This is the best I could do.
Her selfish, asshole father wasn’t even willing to make it here today, stating Lily’s birthday came and went. Granted he’s on a business trip in Washington DC, and this birthday party is last minute. Still, if he wanted to be here, he would’ve.
I didn’t bother tracking down her half-brothers. I’d ratherpoke my eyes with steak knives than waste any time with those assholes.
“No one should go through a milestone birthday without it being a big fucking deal.” I won’t allow these lowlives, who share her DNA, to rob her from something this important.
She jumps into my arms. “You’re a wonderful man.”
With that, she bursts into tears.
Chapter 38
Lily
Bless Michaela König.
The makeup case containing the essentials for an emergency touch up was a godsend. Once I’m confident I no longer look like a raccoon, I step out of the bathroom.
The sisterhood is out in full force, accompanied by their sexy men.
As I take in the crowd present, I’m dizzy with emotions. I’m so elated, I feel the need to brace my arm against the pillar next tome, but I don’t have time for dramatics. There’s a full room of friends to greet.
I bounce from one person to another.
After too many hugs, kisses, and good wishes to count, I’m walking on sunshine. I’m so tickled pink, I don’t even worry that I’m walking around people pantieless.
There are bigger fish to fry.
Like dealing with the tall man staring at me with a smug smile on his face.
I approach the culprit behindOperation Lily’s Secret Birthday Party.
I swat his chest. “You had me fooled.”
“How so?”
“You promised me dinner. This isn’t dinner.”
“Food will be served later.”
“You know what I mean.”
“You don’t like birthday parties?”
“You’re incorrigible.” I shake my head. “You did this for me?”
“You’re worth it, Lily.”
With those sweet words, he claims a little bit more of my heart.
