My Father's Best Friend(14)

"It won't matter how well you get to know him. Facts are facts."

"Yeah, and the fact is that Ethan loves me. He's going to marry me. And  he's going to be an amazing dad to our baby." My free hand dropped  protectively over my belly. "If you'd kept Ethan out of it, I might have  believed you about my father. But there's nothing you can do or say  that will convince me that Ethan is a bad guy."

"It's like déjà vu all over again," he growled. "You and your mother. You're two of a kind."

"My mother?" I gasped.

"Bonnie?" my father asked from behind me.

I swiveled around and found him standing in the doorway. I tugged on my arm, trying to get the lawyer to let me go.

"You're the reason Bonnie disappeared all those years ago?" His eyes  darted between us and lit with rage. "And you're trying to do it again,  but with my daughter this time?"

Marcus sputtered, and I used his distraction to pull away from him,  taking a couple steps backwards. It was good timing since Ethan barged  in right behind my father. He took one look at my tear-streaked face and  charged towards Marcus. "Nobody makes Lilah cry and gets away with it!"  he roared, punching him square in the jaw.

Marcus fell to the floor, knocked unconscious. I rushed towards Ethan  and threw myself into his arms. They wrapped around me tightly, and I  felt safe once more.

"Marcus was behind it all," my father rumbled. "Scared Bonnie off,  convinced her I was going to try to take Lilah away from her."

"Fuck, Samuel. I'm so sorry." Ethan turned me in his arms so we were  both facing my dad. "But we'll make sure he pays for what he's done."

"It wasn't illegal, so he won't go to jail like he should. But I'll do  whatever it takes to make sure he loses everything that matters to him."  My dad paused and shifted his gaze to me. "Just like he tried to do to  me again, by scaring you off, the same way he did your mom. He would  have succeeded, too, if it weren't for your complete faith in Ethan's  love for you."

Ethan gave me a gentle squeeze and kissed the top of my head.

"I only wish your mom's faith in me had been as strong, but I didn't  manage to give her the same confidence in our relationship that Ethan  has done with you," my dad sighed, flashing me a smile before looking  Ethan in the eyes. "You're a good man. My best friend. A better man than  me. You've proven it time and time again, but it's something I forgot  in my anger."

"It's okay, Samuel."

"No, it's not, Ethan," my dad disagreed. "I didn't react to the news of  you and Lilah well, and for that I owe you an apology. You were right.  She's not the little girl I missed growing up. She's a woman who makes  me so damn proud. A woman in love with my best friend, and I'm damn  lucky for it because I know you'll treasure her the way she deserves."





Epilogue


Ethan


"I'm pregnant."

I stared at Lola in shock as she gripped Samuel's hand tightly in her  both of hers. Her cheeks were bright pink and she ducked her head before  whispering, "I didn't think I could-um, so we didn't-" she broke off,  burying her red face in Samuel's shoulder.         

     



 

My best friend, on the other hand, was puffed up like a peacock and  grinning smugly. We had just finished dinner, barbecuing on the back  patio Lilah had recently re-decorated when they'd asked us to sit so  they could share some news.

I bit my lip to keep from snickering, but Lilah started giggling,  leaning into my side as she began to shake. "I didn't think we needed to  have the protection talk with you two. Aren't you old enough to know  better?" The last word was snorted out as she threw her head back and  laughed hysterically. Her large, round belly bounced with the force of  her laughter and I frowned, placing my hand on the hard surface.

"Calm down, Lilah. You'll put yourself in labor."

"Good," she chuckled with a roll of her eyes. "I'm a week late, Ethan.  It's about time your son made an appearance, don't you think?"

"You're okay with this?" Lola asked hopefully, prompting Lilah to raise her eyebrows in surprise.

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"Well, you haven't had much time with Sam and I don't want you to think this baby will replace you or anything."

With a groan, Lilah pushed off of the love seat we'd been cuddled on and  staggered to her feet. I jumped up to help her, then kept my arm around  her waist to keep her steady. She waddled over to Lola and held out her  arms. "I couldn't be more thrilled for you guys, as long as you're  happy." Lola stood and fell into Lilah's arms, crying happily.

"I counted myself the luckiest woman in the world to have you for a  daughter, Lilah," she sobbed. "Now, I get another one. I'm terrified and  excited, all at the same time. I'm too old to have a baby! "

Lilah hugged her as best she could around her large stomach. "Oh hush,"  she told her with a beautiful smile. "You're only forty-two for Pete's  sake! Besides, I'm scared and excited too, Lola. At least we'll be doing  it together. This is-Oh!" Lilah yelped and stumbled backwards in to me,  grabbing onto her belly. "Shit! This hurts!"

It was the first time I had ever heard Lilah swear, and I wanted to  laugh at how cute she was. Except, it hit me that if my woman was  cussing, she had to be in labor.

"Oh, fuck! Ethan! I'm going to kill you!"



I couldn't take my eyes off of my wife as she fed our eight-week-old  son. They were both gorgeous. Rush turned out to be a fitting name for  our boy, since he came screaming into the world after only four hours of  labor. However, it had been too fast for Lilah to get an epidural and I  learned that my wife, for all she seemed so pure and innocent, had the  swearing repertoire of a sailor.

My phone vibrated in my pocket and I stepped out of the nursery to  answer. After speaking with the other person for a few minutes, I was  grinning when I pressed the end button.

After Samuel had fired Marcus and had him escorted from the building,  I'd made a call and my team had gotten to work. It had been easy to  spread the word, making him a virtual pariah in the business world, but  that wasn't enough for me. It took some time, but an associate of mine  had finally found evidence of fraud. He'd just called to tell me that  charges had been filed and Marcus arrested.

Now, I could put it behind me and focus on my family. I padded back into  Rush's bedroom just as Lilah was laying him down in his crib. Her  pretty little ass was in the air as she bent over, and my mouth started  to water. It felt like it had been weeks since I'd really sunk my dick  into her sweet pussy. Quickies and silent fucking while trying not to  wake the baby weren't cutting it anymore. I'd finally convinced Lilah to  move Rush to the nursery, and I was going to take advantage of it  before she batted her eyelashes at me and I let her change my mind.

Lilah stood up and turned around, a soft smile on her face. I held out  my hand and when she took it, I pulled her into my arms. "My turn, baby  girl," I growled. "I can't let Rush have all the fun with your tits." My  lips found hers as I swept her up into my arms and stalked down the  hall to our bedroom.

I set her on her feet at the end of the bed and slowly removed her robe.  She was wearing sexy little red panties underneath it, and I kissed  every inch of her skin as I helped her out of them. After she was naked,  I lifted her onto the bed, then got rid of my own clothes.

Lilah's heated eyes were glued to my erection standing hard and long  against my belly. It grew even more under her stare, and I groaned at  the mixed pain and pleasure. I quickly checked the monitor and then  climbed onto the bed.

"You're so fucking beautiful, Lilah," I murmured reverently as I looked  over her. She moved to cover her tummy, still deliciously soft from  carrying our baby. Grabbing her hands, I set them above her head.  "Don't. I love your body, baby girl. Every inch." Leaning down, I kissed  her stomach. "I miss seeing you pregnant."         

     



 

"Swollen, bloated, and as big as a house?" she scoffed.

I grinned. "Yep."

Lilah rolled her eyes and wiggled, trying to get out of my grasp. I held  tight and moved fully over her, lowering until we were skin to skin.  "Ethan," she moaned, and I almost came right then.

I let go of her hands to cup her full tits. Milk pebbled on her nipples  and I licked each one clean. Lilah whimpered and her pelvis bucked up.  "I love that your tits are so sensitive." I sucked on one, then the  other. "Fucking delicious."

"Ethan, stop playing. Hurry, before Rush wakes up," she whined.

"Rush is in his nursery, baby girl," I reminded her before returning to  my ministrations. Her hips thrust up again, taunting me. "Lilah," I  snarled in warning. I was going to take my fucking time and savor every  inch of my wife's delectable body.