Page 105 of Exposed Ink

“That’s you and me and Taylor,” she says, pointing to each one.

“That’s cute. I love it.” But then I notice that there’s a fourth one. It’s smaller than the others, making it look like a Sour Patch Baby instead of a kid.

I look at the image she drew, trying to wrap my head around what it means.

And then it hits me—a Sour Patch Baby.

“Are you pregnant?”

I glance up at her, and she nods, the most beautiful smile lighting up her face.

“I am,” she admits, taking my hand and placing it on her belly. It’s still flat, but the thought that there’s a baby growing in there has me wanting to never let go.

“I had it confirmed when I went to the doctor to get on birth control.” She smirks. “Looks like you have some kind of super sperm,” she says with a watery laugh as she pulls a piece of paper out of her back pocket and hands it to me. It’s a sonogram photo. “And our little Sour Patch is due December 16.”

Holy shit, she’s pregnant. Against all odds, we created a miracle.

“I wish I had been there,” I tell her, looking at the photo. It’s just a grainy gray-and-white image with a tiny speckle in the middle since she’s not that far along, but she’s fucking pregnant with my baby.

“You know what this means, right?” I say, setting the photo aside and standing.

“That we’re going to have a baby?” she smarts.

“That you’re moving in with me.” I grip the curves of her hips and pull her toward me. “And I’m not taking no for an answer.”

“We’ll discuss it,” she says, her gaze filled with mirth. “Now, do you want the tattoo as is, or are there any changes you want me to make?”

“It’s perfect,” I tell her, kissing her soft lips. “But make sure you leave room.”

“For what?”

“For when we need to add more babies because we both know this won’t be the last time that I knock you up.” I smirk, the thought of Kinsley growing my babies in her filling me with pride. “I have plans to fill you with as many Sour Patch Babies as you’ll give me.”

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“I still thinkwe should go to your place,” I say a few hours later as I drive us back to my house.

After she finished my tattoo, she mentioned she was hungry and asked if we could go to lunch. After we ate, she insisted we go by the bookstore, saying she needed to pick up the latest book in the series she loves—and grabbed a copy for Taylor as well.

When I suggested we go back to her place—since the only thing I want to do is get her naked, and going to my place means having to wait until Taylor either leaves or goes to bed—she said she’d rather go to my place.

“We’ll have plenty of time for that,” she says, raising a brow that tells me she knows right where my mind is at. “I want to get back to Taylor. She’s still recovering.”

“She’s going to school tomorrow,” I point out. “She’s doing just fine.”

“Then, we’ll have all day tomorrow to get naked.”

“I’m not waiting until tomorrow,” I scoff. “Tonight, the second she goes to bed, I’ll be inside you. It’s been too long since you were avoiding me.” I shoot her a look, and she smiles sheepishly.

“I’m sorry. It was just so much at once. With Taylor and Jamie getting into the accident and then finding out I was pregnant. I think I needed a minute to wrap my head around it all.”

“I get it,” I tell her, taking her hand and threading my fingers through hers. “But you’re not in this alone, so in the future, when you need to wrap your head around shit, come to me, and we’ll do it together.”

She’s quiet for a few minutes, until we pull into my driveway, and she turns toward me. “I want to wait until I’m twelve weeks to tell anyone outside of our immediate family about the baby, just in case something happens. We can have dinner with my parents and yours to tell them, but I want to tell Taylor first.”

Fuck, this woman. She has no idea how special she is, but I’m going to spend every day for the rest of our lives reminding her.

When we get inside, Taylor’s sitting on the couch, reading a book. She looks up and grins at Kinsley like she knows a secret, and when Kinsley smiles back, it confirms they’re definitely up to no good.

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