Only a Millionaire (The Sinclairs #6.5)(40)

Yeah, there were times I missed my family in California, but having other family here in Amesport had taken the sting out of missing my sister and brothers.

But now they’re all here.

I sighed as I looked around the Amesport Youth Center, amazed that the large gathering place could serve so many purposes. My reception was in full swing, and the ballroom looked amazing. I had the Sinclair men in the town to thank for that. All of them had put a ton of money into the formerly dilapidated center, making sure it could accommodate a plethora of events, from youth basketball games to town parties.

It had been the best venue to have my wedding reception since there were so many guests that wanted to attend. Just the Sinclair family alone took up a lot of space, and I was pretty sure at least half the town was here. Liam and Tessa had grown up here, and they had a lot of friends.

My brothers, Evan, and Hope were all huddled at a large table in the far corner, and it appeared they were all getting along well. When I looked at them all together, the resemblance to each other was perfectly clear.

I wondered why I’d never suspected Evan. But I’d determined that it was difficult to see something that wasn’t even possible. Or at least, it hadn’t been remotely possible to me before I’d discovered the truth. I guessed when you weren’t looking for something, it remained hidden. The brain was funny like that.

I moved into the crush, returning to the ballroom after I’d spent a very long time trying to figure out how to pee in a bridal gown. It hadn’t been easy, but I’d finally gotten the deed accomplished.

Liam’s gaze was the first to find me in the crowd as I walked back toward the table. His head shot up and turned to look at me with the hot, possessive gaze I’d learned to love so damn much.

It was like he sensed my presence, just like I could feel him when he entered a room. We lost sight of each other as I worked my way through the crowd, but the feeling of awareness never went away.

Over the last few months, I’d slowly become more comfortable in my own skin, and I was learning to accept that I was ridiculously wealthy. Evan, after we’d patched up our argument, had been an amazing mentor to me as I started building my own personal wealth. He’d been there to calm me when I’d doubted myself and my investment sense. Hell, when a person was investing seven or eight figures in various opportunities, even though I’d researched and found them to be a good risk that would return well, it was pretty intimidating.

I’d decided against taking a work-for-wages job. Just handling my own wealth was more than enough to keep me busy. When I’d gone to college for my finance degree, I never imagined that I’d end up being my own investor. It was both freeing and daunting at the same time.

Evan helped. Having his advice was invaluable. Having him as a brother was even better.

I got a ton of advice from all of my half brothers. Every single one of them had amazing business minds, and so did Hope’s husband, Jason. I was like a sponge as I soaked up everything they shared with me. Someday, I hoped to be able to join the ranks of the business-wizard Sinclairs. But for now, I was happy to be an apprentice.

Surprisingly, I’d discovered how incredibly generous my half siblings were with their fortune, and how damn good it felt to give to worthy causes to help change the world. It was probably one of the most fulfilling parts of finding myself suddenly a billionaire.

Liam grinned at me as I finally reached the table, standing up so he could pull out the chair next to him.

He was breathtaking in a tuxedo, and I let myself absorb the pride I felt that he was now legally mine, before I took my seat.

I’d just married one incredible man, and I’d probably be pinching myself for weeks before I became accustomed to being his wife.

Liam had decided to hire a manager for Sullivan’s. It was almost the busy season, and he’d hired more staff, too. Not that he planned on being any less involved, but he wanted to focus more on growing the business than doing the day-to-day tasks.

I sat down carefully, and Liam settled next to me.

“I don’t know about you, but I’m ready for the honeymoon,” he grumbled near my ear in a voice meant only for me.

I bit my lip to keep from laughing as I turned to look at him. “The reception has barely started,” I reminded him. “And we aren’t leaving until tomorrow.”

We were going to be gone for a month. There had been so many places I’d wanted to honeymoon in that Liam had included every one of them. We’d do a crazy trip around the world to visit all of them, but I knew it would be perfectly comfortable since we were using Evan’s private jet.

“Yeah, so we need to get to bed early so we’re rested,” he said gruffly.

I did laugh this time. I couldn’t help myself. “Liam, it’s barely five o’clock, and I’m starving. Can we at least wait until we do dinner and the cake?”

“I can wait, then,” he said immediately, his eyes roaming over my face lovingly.

I kissed him, a slow, sweet kiss that left me yearning to have this man gloriously naked so I could embrace him the way I longed to right now. If I wanted something, he was always patient. It made my heart ache to know that he was so damn willing to put my wants and needs before his own. I didn’t take advantage of that, because I was willing to do the same thing for him. But there was something so damn sweet about a guy who’d give so much just to make me happy.