Absolution (The Titans of Founder's Ridge) Nichole Greene (ebook reader 8 inch txt) 📖

one of every test available in the market. I don’t know what I expected when I realized I might be pregnant, but it certainly wasn’t that he would give me tips on aiming my pee while being midstream. I kicked him out to wait with Griff after he shoved a third test in my face.

After capping the two tests I took, I wash my hands, and as I’m drying them, I look over to find both have results. In less than a minute, both are positive—one with two dark pink lines and the other with a digital pregnant on the screen.

“Con,” I say his name.

“Yeah,” he appears behind me in the mirror.

I point down at the tests and watch his reaction in the mirror.

“Holy fuck,” he looks at me in the mirror with tears in his eyes. “Lily, you’re pregnant.” He spins me around and drops to his knees. He pushes my hoodie up, and I grab the hem for him. He traces his fingers over my still-flat stomach before pressing a kiss to it. “Hello in there. I’m your dad.” When he looks up, his eyes are dry but huge. “I’m gonna be a dad. You’re gonna be a mom.”

“That’s generally how it works,” I say letting my amusement show.

“Let me see your hand.”

I give it to him.

“You need this back.” He slides my engagement ring back on, and the tightness in my chest lifts. I’ve missed it every day.

“You need this one, too.” Griff pops his head around the corner of the bathroom and slides the other ring on my middle finder. He eyes trail down to the counter. “Congratulations.” He kisses my forehead and wraps me up in a hug. “I’ll never disappoint you again,” he whispers in my ear before kissing the side of my head again.

He gives Connor a bro hug with enthusiastic backslapping. “Twins can skip a generation, just so you know,” he says with a cheeky little wink for us.

Connor and I lock terrified eyes with each other, as Griff leaves the room chuckling.

Epilogue

LILITH

TWO MONTHS LATER

“You look so beautiful, Lil,” Ivy says as we stand with Claire, looking at ourselves in a floor-to-ceiling mirror. My dress only had to be let out a little from my measurements back in July. I’m not really showing yet, and most of the guests don’t know I’m pregnant. We’ve decided to announce it during the wedding.

Ivy and Claire ended up picking similar champagne colored dresses. Ivy’s dress is a little softer and romantic looking, with her signature backless style. Claire’s dress is tight and sexy, accentuating her slim dancer’s body. They both look stunning with their dark brown hair swept back into low chignons.

A knock at the door makes me jump, and we all giggle at my nerves. Victor pokes his head in with his eyes covered.

“Is it safe to come in?” he asks.

“Yeah, Dad. We’re all dressed,” Claire answers.

He steps in and closes the door.

“Wow. You three are gorgeous.” He gives Ivy a hug and Claire a hug and kiss on the cheek. “Can I talk to Lilith alone for a moment, please?”

“Sure, I should go find Levi and make sure he’s behaving himself anyway,” Ivy smirks at the possibility of his antics.

Victor turns to me after they leave the room and pulls out a small rectangular box. “I know today must be bittersweet for you. I know I’m just your father-in-law, but I hope that you know I love you like you’re my own. I didn’t know Michael long, but our friendship was very real, and I know he’s looking down on you with so much love today.”

“I got you this.” He opens the box in his hand showing me a necklace. It’s a sapphire pendant with two diamonds on top. “I took the ashes that were still in the corners of the bag at his ash release and had this made. They’re inside the sapphire.”

My heart swells and breaks, and I fight back tears. “Victor, I miss Dad so much, but I can’t imagine a better stand-in for him than you. Thank you so much, I love it.”

We hug, and then he puts it on me. “I always knew you and Connor were made for each other. From that first dinner in New York when he couldn’t take his eyes off you. Michael knew it, too.” My eyes start to fill with tears again, and he gives me a soft smile, “I’m going to go before I ruin your makeup.”

I watch him leave and walk over to enjoy the quiet serenity of the mountain winter around us. We did decide to get married at the Volkov estate in Jackson, Wyoming. There’s a heavy winter snowfall around the pine trees surrounding the lodge.

Connor enlisted Ivy’s help to plan the wedding because every time he’d bring it up, I’d just shrug and suggest an elopement. I walked through the library this morning and loved the way it was decorated. Twinkle lights hang from the ceiling, about forty chairs are set up, and there are cream-colored floral arrangements all throughout the house. Everything looks so much better than if I would have had a hand in the decisions.

“Lil?” Z knocks on the door of the suite. “Can I come in?”

“Yes,” I look at him quizzically when he walks in, “since when do we knock?”

He doesn’t answer my question because his jaw is on the floor. “You look so damn beautiful, Lil. Con isn’t going to know what hit him when you walk down the aisle.”

“Thank you,” I walk over and give him a long hug. “You look pretty good yourself.” His hair has a tight fade, and he’s rocking a five o’clock shadow. He’s wearing the same navy suit as the guys. I don’t know how it happened, but every man in my life looks like walking suit porn all dressed up.

“How are my nieces doing in there?” he bends down and puts his face to my belly. “I know you girls have two