Contents ( 300)
- The Sin Trilogy
- Meghan March
- Contents
- Note From The Author
- Richer Than Sin
- About Richer Than Sin
- Prologue
- Lincoln
- One
- Lincoln
- Two
- Lincoln
- Three
- Whitney
- Four
- Whitney
- Five
- Lincoln
- Six
- Whitney
- Seven
- Whitney
- Eight
- Lincoln
- Nine
- Whitney
- Ten
- Whitney
- Eleven
- Lincoln
- Twelve
- Whitney
- Thirteen
- Lincoln
- Fourteen
- Lincoln
- Fifteen
- Whitney
- Sixteen
- Whitney
- Seventeen
- Whitney
- Eighteen
- Whitney
- Nineteen
- Lincoln
- Twenty
- Whitney
- Twenty-One
- Whitney
- Twenty-Two
- Whitney
- Twenty-Three
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Four
- Whitney
- Twenty-Five
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Six
- Whitney
- Twenty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Eight
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Nine
- Whitney
- Thirty
- Lincoln
- Thirty-One
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Two
- Whitney
- Thirty-Three
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Four
- Whitney
- Thirty-Five
- Whitney
- Thirty-Six
- Whitney
- Thirty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Eight
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Nine
- Whitney
- Forty
- Whitney
- Forty-One
- Lincoln
- Forty-Two
- Whitney
- Forty-Three
- Whitney
- Forty-Four
- Whitney
- Forty-Five
- Lincoln
- Forty-Six
- Whitney
- Forty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Forty-Eight
- Whitney
- Forty-Nine
- Lincoln
- Fifty
- Whitney
- Fifty-One
- Lincoln
- Fifty-Two
- Whitney
- Fifty-Three
- Whitney
- Fifty-Four
- Lincoln
- Guilty As Sin
- About Guilty As Sin
- One
- Whitney
- Two
- Lincoln
- Three
- Whitney
- Four
- Whitney
- Five
- Lincoln
- Six
- Whitney
- Seven
- Whitney
- Eight
- Lincoln
- Nine
- Whitney
- Ten
- Whitney
- Eleven
- Lincoln
- Twelve
- Whitney
- Thirteen
- Whitney
- Fourteen
- Whitney
- Fifteen
- Lincoln
- Sixteen
- Lincoln
- Seventeen
- Whitney
- Eighteen
- Whitney
- Nineteen
- Lincoln
- Twenty
- Whitney
- Twenty-One
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Two
- Whitney
- Twenty-Three
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Four
- Whitney
- Twenty-Five
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Six
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Seven
- Whitney
- Twenty-Eight
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Nine
- Whitney
- Thirty
- Lincoln
- Thirty-One
- Whitney
- Thirty-Two
- Whitney
- Thirty-Three
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Four
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Five
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Six
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Seven
- Whitney
- Thirty-Eight
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Nine
- Whitney
- Forty
- Lincoln
- Forty-One
- Whitney
- Forty-Two
- Lincoln
- Forty-Three
- Whitney
- Forty-Four
- Lincoln
- Forty-Five
- Whitney
- Forty-Six
- Lincoln
- Forty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Forty-Eight
- Whitney
- Forty-Nine
- Lincoln
- Fifty
- Whitney
- Fifty-One
- Lincoln
- Fifty-Two
- Whitney
- Fifty-Three
- Whitney
- Fifty-Four
- Lincoln
- Fifty-Five
- Whitney
- Reveling In Sin
- About Reveling in Sin
- One
- Whitney
- Two
- Whitney
- Three
- Lincoln
- Four
- Whitney
- Five
- Lincoln
- Six
- Whitney
- Seven
- Lincoln
- Eight
- Whitney
- Nine
- Lincoln
- Ten
- Whitney
- Eleven
- Lincoln
- Twelve
- Whitney
- Thirteen
- Lincoln
- Fourteen
- Whitney
- Fifteen
- Lincoln
- Sixteen
- Whitney
- Seventeen
- Lincoln
- Eighteen
- Whitney
- Nineteen
- Lincoln
- Twenty
- Whitney
- Twenty-One
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Two
- Whitney
- Twenty-Three
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Four
- Whitney
- Twenty-Five
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Six
- Whitney
- Twenty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Eight
- Whitney
- Twenty-Nine
- Whitney
- Thirty
- Lincoln
- Thirty-One
- Whitney
- Thirty-Two
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Three
- Whitney
- Thirty-Four
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Five
- Whitney
His admission rocks me.
“Are you serious?”
Lincoln nods. “I knew we weren’t done. I refused to accept it. If it took me until my last breath, I was going to get my second chance with you.”
Tears sting my eyes, but they have nothing to do with sadness. No, these are happy tears.
“Really?”
He nods again. “I don’t give up easily, and for you, I was never giving up.” Lincoln rises from his seat and steps around the table. “I wasn’t planning to do this now, but I wasn’t not planning to do it now either . . .”
“What?” I blink as he drops to one knee and pulls something out of his pocket and holds it up between us.
“You’re the only woman I’ve ever seen when I pictured forever, and now I know forever with you still isn’t long enough, but it’ll have to do. Whitney Gable, will you marry me?”
My mouth drops open as a sense of disbelief takes over my system. The tears that were burning my eyes only moments ago materialize and spill down my cheeks as the sun catches the diamond and it flashes.
I cover my mouth with both hands as I stumble from my chair and drop to my knees before him. He pulls one hand away from my mouth and holds the ring at the end of my finger.
“Will you?”
“Of course! Of course I’ll marry you!”
I’m laughing and crying, and my hand shakes as he slides the diamond onto it. But it has nothing to do with fear or uncertainty, and everything to do with the fact that it’s official.
I’ve never been this happy in my entire life.
Lincoln Riscoff is finally mine, and I’m his.
Thirty-Eight
Lincoln
“Oh shit, we’re interrupting.”
Cricket’s voice comes from behind me moments after I pull Whitney to her feet and kiss the hell out of my future wife.
I tear my lips away for a moment. “Go away. Come back later.”
“Shut up!” She must see the rock on Whitney’s hand because she squeals and comes racing toward us. “You’re engaged? Oh my God! This is, like, the second-best news of the day!”
Whitney wipes away the tears streaking down her cheeks to look at her cousin. “And what’s the best news of the day?”
“We’re getting married!” Cricket grabs Hunter’s hand. “But not today. When we want to. How we want to. Where we want to.”
“And my mother can either accept it or not come,” Hunter adds.
The smile on Whitney’s face widens even further as she springs toward her cousin to hug her.
“I’m so glad! This is the best day.” She turns around to look at me. “I think Blue House might be magic.”
I don’t have to tell her I already knew that.
Cricket and Hunter join us for lunch, and being surrounded by such joy is a completely new experience for me. Janelle brings us champagne, and we toast each other until we’re buzzed.