An Unlikely Bride

by Nadia Lee

  When the elevator arrives, I take a deep breath. My phone pings with a text from Darcy. You can do this. Have faith. And I’ll do as you asked, and hopefully it’ll all be good.

  I swallow, then straighten my shoulders and walk past the foyer into a three-level penthouse. The lofts above are open and tiered, soaring like a cathedral. I feel like a woefully unprepared child about to sing a Christmas carol in front of everyone.

  “Ava.”

  I try a smile. “Lucas.”

  I drink him in. Standing by the fireplace, he’s absolutely gorgeous in a sweater the color of the Pacific and black slacks. He isn’t smiling, his expression somber, but he also doesn’t seem frigid or angry.

  That’s something, right?

  “Have a seat.” He gestures at some couches.

  I sit at the edge of a loveseat and fold my hands in my lap, my heart hammering.

  Silence stretches, and my gut twists until I don’t think it’ll ever go back to normal. I lick my dry lips and finally say, “I’m sorry.”

  “I didn’t ask you to come so you can apologize.”

  My palms are so sweaty now, I’m surprised my skirt isn’t soaked.

  “Talk to me,” he says, his voice almost too soft to hear. “I have the right to know, don’t I?”

  He doesn’t have to specify. I understand exactly what he wants, and I start from the beginning because that’s the simplest way.

  Stick to the facts, Ava. Don’t get overly emotional. It’s not that kind of moment here.

  I draw in a breath. Then I begin.

  Chapter Thirty-Six

  Lucas

  I stand by the fireplace because that’s all I can do. Ava looks stunning in that blue dress, but she sits on the edge of the loveseat like a prisoner waiting for judgment.

  I should go to her, hold her and comfort her as she talks, but I can’t. I’m bracing myself for the worst.

  Licking her lips, she begins. “The day before your accident, I found out I was pregnant. I’d missed my period and…didn’t feel well for a few days. I used two tests, just to be sure. And when they were both positive, I stayed up all night thinking about how I was going to tell you.”

  “We were so careful,” I murmur. Contraceptives aren’t a hundred percent effective, I know that…but it’s still a shock when one fails.

  “I know.” She swallows, looking down at her fingers briefly. “But the decision about what to do with the baby couldn’t be mine alone. I mean, she was yours, too. So I was going tell you the next day, but then Erin called and said you’d been in an accident. When I went to the hospital, I saw your brothers. Blake didn’t take kindly to my being there, and he said some…pretty bad things. You were in surgery.”

  I already know this part. “You jumped to the worst conclusion.”

  She nods, her pale cheeks flushing. “I did, and I’m sorry. The whole situation just felt…so familiar to what my dad did to my mom. Almost like déjà vu. And then I looked you up, and found out about Faye and everything, and…I just couldn’t.” She shakes her head, her fingers twisting. “I had to cut ties. Completely. But I also had no idea what to do with the baby. I didn’t tell anyone I was pregnant. I just kept it all in, wondering and thinking about how I was going to get a job and pay for everything. I heard Erin talk about how much it cost her older sister to have twins, and that was with insurance. I didn’t have anything.”

  My hands clench, and it’s all I can do to modulate my breathing. My heart constricts at the image of Ava alone…pregnant and hurting and scared. Who gives a shit about my rehab issues? I should’ve done more to find out what happened. I should’ve been there for her whether she liked it or not—to grovel, to explain Faye, explain why I did what I did and…

  I screwed up. Monumentally.

  She continues, “When I was visiting Ray and Darcy a couple months later—I wasn’t showing yet—I fainted while getting up from a chair. They took me to the hospital, and that’s how they found out. They wanted to know what I planned to do, and when I told them I had no clue, they offered to pay for everything, no strings attached. They were worried I wouldn’t get the care I needed, and…I don’t know if I could’ve gotten through the whole thing if it hadn’t been for them.

  “And when Mia was born… She was too small. I felt like it was my fault for not having had good prenatal care from the beginning.”

  I can’t speak through the lump in my throat. She’s wrong. It wasn’t her fault Mia was born too small. It was mine. If I hadn’t been such an idiot, Ava could’ve had the best care, the best of everything, and Mia would’ve been born big and healthy. I know it.

  “I had no idea what to do,” Ava says. “I was completely unprepared for everything, and it was Ray and Darcy who stepped in and made sure Mia and I got what we needed. Watching them care for Mia made me realize I could never give her the kind of life and opportunities she deserved. I wasn’t even working full-time. I couldn’t afford daycare without a full-time job, but no one wants to hire a single mom who just had a baby. I knew Darcy and Ray wanted to have children of their own but couldn’t, so it made the most sense for me to ask if they’d like to adopt Mia. And they said yes.” She places an elbow on her knee and rests her forehead in her palm. “When you showed up again, it put me in a complicated situation. I couldn’t cut Darcy, Ray and Mia out of my life, but that also meant I had to tell you the truth at some point. I just didn’t know when…or how. I wasn’t sure how you’d react to the news two years after the fact. I told Ray you and I could have another baby if that’s what we decided, but children… They touch us and bring out emotions and drives that we never knew existed. I never thought I’d want to have children, but when I realized I was pregnant…Lucas, I wanted that little girl more than anything.”

  Ava’s version is…abbreviated, but it’s more than enough for me to fill in the blanks and feel the pain and conflict she’s been under. I push off the mantel, my legs stiff and my gait uneven. She doesn’t look up. I rest my weight on the edge of the couch, like her, then reach out and take her cold, clammy hand in mine.

  She finally lifts her head, looks at me with eyes darkened by old, painful memories. There’s no recrimination or anger, and that only makes me feel worse.

  “I’m sorry I put you through that. I should’ve been braver. Better,” I say.

  “Lucas…”

  “Letting people in is never easy, and I should’ve realized how my actions would affect you. Back then I was only worried about protecting myself. I assumed our relationship would blow up eventually, because I didn’t deserve anything better. But that’s all wrong. I ended up hurting you—hurting us—because I didn’t have faith. I didn’t think we could have it all…and so I didn’t fight for it.” I pause, shame making me unable to go on. I let my mother’s toxic words linger, even after cutting her out of my life years ago, and hurt the one woman I want to treasure above all.

  Ava reaches out, cups my neck and gently pulls until our foreheads are touching, our breaths mingling.

  “I’m not entirely blameless either. I should have fought for what I wanted, told you what you should’ve heard two years ago,” she whispers. “And I’m glad you’re giving me a chance to tell you now.”

  I cradle her beloved face. “I couldn’t do anything else. When I was going to propose to Faye, you didn’t let me go. You fought for me. I made a very deliberate choice to listen and trust you and accept your love.”

  Tears start to flow, trailing down her cheeks. I see relief, joy and gratitude in her eyes, and know they’re reflected in my heart. I press my lips against hers, but all too soon she pulls back.

  “There’s…one more thing,” she says.

  I stiffen, bracing for another lacerating memory. But I deserve this, too—whatever pain is coming will be part of my penance. “What?”

  “Hold on.” She rises to her feet and goes to the door. Outside are Darcy and Ray, with Mia in tow. Darcy hands Ava the toddler, and she brings the child to me. “You ne
ver got to hold her.”

  I pull back, suddenly unsure. “But…” I can’t say the rest…that I’m unworthy of touching something as perfect as this child. I look at Ray.

  “I was wrong at the dinner.” He nods. “Go ahead.”

  I take the girl in my arms, feeling her tiny softness. She’s in a pretty pink dress with lots of lace and tiny pear buttons. I smell the clean, heartbreakingly lovely scent of a young child, and I can’t look away. Her eyes are guileless and bright, her smile sweetly inviting as though asking me to love her because she’s awesome and she thinks I’m interesting and just the person to give her the love she wants.

  She reaches out and touches my hair and my face.

  Manipulation. When you say things like “I love you,” you’re trying to get the other person to say it back. Putting pressure on someone.

  You’re being needy.

  Needy children are the worst.

  My chest swells with emotion, and I can’t speak. Mia wants me to love her, and she’s reaching out to me. But I already love her so much I’d gladly give up my life for hers. Loving someone and wanting the person to love you back doesn’t make you needy. It makes you human.

  I don’t know why I never realized that. Why it took holding Mia in my arms.

  A frown furrows her tiny forehead. “Cwy? Sad?”

  I blink, shocked at the tears wetting my cheeks.

  “Hurt?”

  I shake my head. “No. I just love you so much.”

  She gives me a blinding smile then babbles. Or at least I think it’s babbling; I can’t make sense of her baby talk. But maybe that’s because she’s already smarter than I am.

  I see the innocence in her, the absolute conviction that she’s deserving of love and care and everything else wonderful and sweet in life, and I know Darcy and Ray have done an incredible job raising Mia. Taking her from them now… It would be a travesty.

  I feel Ava’s hand on my shoulder. Then I remember we aren’t quite finished. I give Mia to Darcy and Ray. “You’ve done an amazing job with her. She’s lucky to have parents like you.”

  Darcy blinks away tears. “It’s our pleasure, Lucas…and thank you.”

  “No, thank you. I’ll never be able to repay everything that you’ve done for Ava and Mia.”

  “You know you’re always welcome to spend time with her. We’d like that,” Ray says.

  I nod. “Of course. She’ll have two sets of parents who adore her.”

  Ava rests her head against my arm, and I shift to put it around her. Darcy and Ray leave with Mia, giving us some privacy.

  When the door closes behind them, Ava pulls away and takes my hands in hers. Her expression is serious. She goes down on one knee and says, “I know it’s traditional to have a ring, but engagement rings are usually reserved for women. So I’m asking without any props—Lucas Reed, will you marry me?”

  Dropping to my knees, I hold her arms, needing to make sure she isn’t saying this out of some momentary emotional overload. “Ava, that’s supposed to be my question.”

  She shakes her head. “Nope. This isn’t just a proposal, Lucas. You said you were going to marry me, and I’m thrilled. But what I’m asking you to do is marry me sooner rather than later.”

  “I already told—”

  “I know what you said. You don’t want to give me any reason to doubt your love. And I don’t. You have the biggest heart in the world and I’m lucky it’s mine. But I also want you to know I’m going to be devastated if your…perception…of my insecurity cost you an inheritance. If your siblings are all jumping through hoops, the paintings mean more than just money. So I’m asking you to marry me. Now.”

  “Now?”

  “Well…as soon as we can manage.”

  “But I don’t want you to rush into this just to help me get the paint—”

  “Don’t you understand? I’m doing this because I don’t want to wait any more to start my life with you. Over two years, Lucas! Don’t you think we’ve waited long enough?”

  She has a point. “Yes. And yes.”

  “Before Darcy and Ray go back to Charlottesville?”

  “If that’s what you want.” There’s no way I’m denying this woman anything.

  She gifts me with a thousand-candlepower smile, and I know I’ve found what I’ve been looking for all my life.

  Chapter Thirty-Seven

  Ava

  Darcy and Ray are scheduled to fly out on Tuesday, so Lucas and I go to the courthouse on Monday. Since it is a wedding, after all, I haven’t let him see my knee-length white dress, and insisted on arriving separately. It’s such short notice that I don’t expect anybody else to attend, but somehow all of Lucas’s siblings and in-laws except Blake and Elizabeth show up. She sends me a text apologizing that she’s out of town. Blake… Well. I don’t mind too much that he’s unavailable.

  “I’m so happy to see you getting married,” Darcy says, helping me with my hair. “You look beautiful.”

  Ray nods. He’s in a crisp suit that Ryder sent over. Even though we’re doing the ceremony in a courthouse, we’re trying to make things as traditional as possible.

  My foster father kisses me on the forehead. “You look perfect.”

  I smile and gaze down at the simple but elegant diamond solitaire Lucas put on my finger. I love it that he knew exactly what I’d want without my having to say anything.

  Ray walks with me to the judge’s chambers, and Darcy follows with Mia in her arms. The little princess is holding a basket full of pink flower petals and already throwing them around like confetti, while stopping occasionally to blow kisses. When we enter the room, all I see is Lucas in a gorgeous black tux. And all I feel is love.

  Our relationship should’ve never worked. We were such an unlikely pair, too different, too wounded, too guarded.

  Yet somehow we’re here, about to be bound together in every way.

  When Lucas reaches for me and I’m standing by his side, my heart swells with gratitude and adoration.

  I’m finally where I’m meant to be.

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  Billionaires’ Brides of Convenience Series

  Book 1: A Hollywood Deal

  Book 2: A Hollywood Bride

  Book 3: An Improper Deal

  Book 4: An Improper Bride

  Book 5: An Improper Ever After

  Book 6: An Unlikely Deal

  Book 7: An Unlikely Bride

  Book 8: A Final Deal

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  The Pryce Family Series

  Book 1: The Billionaire’s Counterfeit Girlfriend

  Book 2: The Billionaire’s Holiday Obsession

  Book 3: The Billionaire’s Secret Wife

  Book 4: The
Billionaire’s Forgotten Fiancée

  Book 5: The Billionaire’s Forbidden Desire

  Book 6: The Billionaire’s Holiday Bride

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  Seduced by the Billionaire Series

  Book 1: Taken by Her Unforgiving Billionaire Boss

  Book 2: Pursued by Her Billionaire Hook-Up

  Book 3: Pregnant with Her Billionaire Ex’s Baby

  Book 3.5: Romanced by Her Illicit Millionaire Crush

  Book 4: Wanted by Her Scandalous Billionaire

  Book 5: Loving Her Best Friend’s Billionaire Brother

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  About Nadia Lee

  New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Nadia Lee writes sexy, emotional contemporary romance. Born with a love for excellent food, travel and adventure, she has lived in four different countries, kissed stingrays, been bitten by a shark, ridden an elephant and petted tigers.

  Currently, she shares a condo overlooking a small river and sakura trees in Japan with her husband and son. When she’s not writing, she can be found reading books by her favorite authors or planning another trip.

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