Baby for the Billionaire(166)



They were both happy.

And so were the bridal couple.

“Just know that it’s not that I don’t adore you. I do,” she sobbingly assured a radiant Juliet.

“It’s true,” Connor assured her.

Juliet laughed and patted her on the shoulder.

On the pretext of fetching a tissue, Victoria rushed upstairs and washed her face with cool water. She returned to the large deck onto which the reception rooms had been flung open, where a trio of musicians played festive songs. The evening was clear, and the first stars were starting to show. Lights flickered romantically in the trees while candles floated on the swimming pool.

Victoria couldn’t suppress a smile at the sight of Anne restraining Dylan as he leaned toward the flames on the water’s surface, gurgling with pleasure.

“Okay?” Connor asked her, coming up behind her and placing an arm around her shoulder.

She gave one last sniff. “I’m fine. I always cry at weddings.”

“I remember. You cried at Suzy and Michael’s wedding. But you didn’t cry at ours.” He placed a finger under her chin and gave her a searching glance. “Any reason for that?”

“Because I was terrified that once I started I wouldn’t be able to stop.”

He opened his arms and she stepped into them. “I’m still here.”

“Don’t,” she whispered, “you’ll set me off all over again.”

He shuffled his feet and she followed his lead. It looked to all the world as if they were dancing.

“I love your happy tears. Don’t store them up, you should release them.”

“I’d drown you.” She gave him a weak smile.

He smiled back. “Do your worst, I don’t scare easily.”

Oh, Connor.

This was when he turned her heart to mush. Wordlessly, she snuggled up to him and let the music take her to a quiet place where only she and Connor, with his arms around her and his body close to hers, existed.

When the song came to an end they made their way to the pool. Dylan saw them approaching and shrieked happily.

This was her family, her home. As the next melody started to play, Victoria knew that her life was complete, she had it all.

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