Stolen Course (Wrecked and Ruined #2)

“Holy shit. That is gorgeous!” Emma gasps when she sees my newest additions.

I had the word Stolen filled in with green ink—the same color as the bird’s eye. I didn’t need that word anymore, but I wanted to keep it as a reminder of how I got here. In a grey section at the tail of the bird, I had the word Reborn added in sky-blue ink—almost the exact shade of Emma’s and Collin’s eyes. But my absolute favorite part is the addition of their names. On the left side of the bird’s body, I had Emmy added vertically in black script, and on the right is Collin.

“What the hell are you going to do if we have more kids?” she asks from behind me as she inspects every inch of my new markings.

“Are we having more kids?” I ask with a laugh.

“Well yeah, eventually.” She steps around in front of me.

“Okay, two more, but that’s it. I like to keep things symmetrical,” I say, and she stands on her toes to kiss me.

“I love it. Like a lot. Maybe even more than I love you,” she teases, kissing me again little deeper.

“You hungry? Because I really want to skip dinner right now. That wall at home is calling my name.” I pull her tight against my body. Then I slide my hand down the back of her pants, cupping her ass like no one can see us.

“Yeah, that’s definitely a better idea.”

We finish up and I all but throw my credit card at Paul in a rush to get out of there and get home. No sooner than I sign my name on the receipt, I grab Emma’s hand and drag her to the parking lot. Just before we get inside the car, I suddenly swing her around and push her up against the door, kissing her with a deep and promising kiss.

“You know that’s permanent, right? No getting rid of me now,” she explains against my mouth.

“That’s the plan, Emmy. That’s the plan.”