All Chapters of Married to my Ex's Billionaire Father: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Lily had been in Cedar Falls for less than a day, yet somehow she already felt like she belonged.At breakfast, Damon had already asked four questions about her.“Who is picking her up?”“Ethan.” Billionaire“Alone?”I lowered my toast.“Yes, Damon. Alone.”“She’s a Bennett.”“She found out six days ago.”“Biology doesn’t operate on a waiting period.”I stared at him.“Says the man who married his son’s former fiancée.”Silence.Damon returned to his coffee.By ten, Ethan was at the airport.He had refused everyone’s offer to accompany him. He wanted his first meeting with Lily to belong to them.They had spent the week texting and talking. He knew she was a pediatric nurse, loved terrible romantic comedies, drank coffee without sugar, and was terrified of birds.Then she walked through the arrivals doors.Lily.She wore jeans, white sneakers, and a green sweater.She saw Ethan.They stopped.“Hi.”“Hi.”“This is awkward.”“Extremely.”“Good.”“Why good?”“

Lily went quiet.“When?”“I don't know.”“You said you didn't remember her.”“I don't.”He rubbed his forehead.“But there are pieces.”“Do you want to leave?”“No.”“You sure?”“Yes.”He looked around.“I want to remember.”Lily nodded.They ordered ice cream.Chocolate for Ethan.Vanilla for Lily.He stared at hers.“You're still wrong.”“Your obsession with chocolate is unhealthy.”“Your commitment to blandness concerns me.”She laughed.Then Ethan's phone rang.Arthur.He looked at Lily.She saw the name.“Answer.”“You sure?”“Yes.”Ethan answered.“Hey.”“Is Lily with you?”Ethan looked at her.“Yes.”Arthur immediately sounded nervous.“Is she okay?”Lily leaned toward the phone.“I survived the night.”Arthur went quiet.“Hi.”Lily smiled.“Hi.”A pause.Then another.Ethan looked between the phone and his sister.Painful.Lily rescued him.“Did you sleep?”Arthur laughed softly.“Not much.”“Me neither.”“Are you…”He stopped.Lily waited.“Are you free later?”Her expression

Lily was halfway to the door when Rachel called her name.“Lily?”She stopped.“I just wanted to say goodbye.”“I’m not leaving until Sunday.”“I know.”Rachel gave her a small smile.“But I probably won’t see you again before then.”There was no pressure in her voice. No expectation. She seemed ready to accept whatever Lily was willing to give her.“I hope you enjoyed Cedar Falls,” Rachel said.“I did.”“I’m glad.”Rachel looked at Ethan.“Take care of her.”“I will.”“I’m standing right here,” Lily said.Rachel laughed softly.“Sorry.”She turned.“Rachel?”She stopped.“Are you busy tomorrow morning?”Rachel stared at her.“Tomorrow?”“Yes.”“No.”“Would you like breakfast with me?”Rachel’s lips parted.“Just us,” Lily added.Rachel’s eyes filled.“Yes. Of course.”“Eight?”“Eight is perfect.”“I’ll text you the place.”“Okay.”“Goodnight, Rachel.”“Goodnight, Lily.”Rachel walked away.Ethan waited until they were outside.“That was nice.”

By nine that evening, Bennett House was finally quiet.No surprise relatives.No family meetings.No one crying over twenty-six-year-old secrets.No Arthur pacing through the living room.No Rachel carrying another emotional bomb in her handbag.No Ethan complaining about his father.No Lily discovering another branch of her family tree.Just me.And Damon.I was stretched across our bed with a bowl of strawberries balanced on my stomach when he walked out of the bathroom.He stopped.“What?”I looked up.His eyes dropped to the bowl.Then to me.“Maya.”“No.”“I haven’t said anything.”“You have a face.”“What face?”“The pregnancy police face.”He walked toward the bed.“I was going to ask whether you washed those.”I stared at him.“Damon.”“What?”“I am twenty-six years old.”“And pregnant.”“I know how to wash fruit.”“I didn’t say you didn’t.”“You were thinking it.”He sat beside me.“I was thinking you look beautiful.”Oh.I looked down at my strawberries.“That was smooth.”“

I woke to Damon's lips against my shoulder.Slow. Deliberate. Like he had nowhere else to be for the rest of his life.I smiled before I even opened my eyes. "Good morning."His arm tightened around my waist, pulling me back against him, chest to spine, like he was checking I was still real. "Good morning."Another kiss, lower this time, just beneath my ear, the spot he knew undid me.I shivered. "You've been awake for a while.""Mm.""Doing what?""This." He said it like it was obvious. Like he'd been lying there for an hour, memorizing the shape of my back against his chest, waiting for me to wake up so he could start again properly.I turned in his arms. His hair was a mess, his eyes still heavy with sleep, and he was looking at me like I was the only unclaimed territory left in his world."You're beautiful," he murmured."I have morning breath.""I'll survive." His hand traced slow along my spine, unhurried, like he had all morning and intended to use every minute of i