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Authors: Laramie Briscoe, Seraphina Donavan
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“The question is, are you ready.” Liam clapped his hand on his son’s shoulder. “I’m going to be around for a long time.”
Pulling his dad into a hug, Drew spoke low. “I really hoped you would, even the first time I saw you. I knew our lives would change. Thank you for changing them for the better. Love you, Dad.”
Liam fought back the tears that stung at his eyelids, but he refused to let them fall. “Love you too, son.”
As they broke apart, they heard the music that signaled Denise. The group turned around, watching as Denise walked up the small aisle.
Liam met her steps before she met him. “You look beautiful.” He cupped his hands around the nape of her neck, bringing her lips to his. He didn’t give a shit that it wasn’t time for the kissing portion of the event. With this woman, he did what he wanted.
Grasping her hand, he pulled her to the makeshift altar, and there in front of everyone they held dear, they committed themselves to each other for the rest of their lives.
“Y’all have twins and a baby?”
“Yeah, we have seventeen-year-old twins, and she’s our youngest at three.”
Nina made a sound of protest. “Holy shit! First, the two of you are old enough to have seventeen-year-old twins, and you’ve started over? God bless you. We have a toddler, and he’s a lot to handle.” She laughed. “Once we get him settled, I’m not sure we’ll do it again.”
Denise and Liam exchanged a glance, and Liam couldn’t help the lascivious smile that tilted his lips. “Sometimes you get caught up in the moment and surprises happen.”
They all shared a laugh at that, because they could all understand.
Denise noticed that, like always, everyone assumed Liam was the twins’ dad, and he never corrected them.
“When you mentioned about adding something on to your back piece, I drew up a sketch.” He stopped and grinned before scrolling through his phone. “I took a picture of it before we left, because I wanted to see what you thought. I’ve got a ton of stuff on here though, give me a minute,” Sketch said as he used his finger to flip through his phone.
“I saw on some magazine that you did Reaper not long ago.” Liam nodded a thank you to the waitress as she dropped off their drink order and a basket full of bread.
“Dude.” Sketch grinned. “It was amazing. I’m still in awe that he lets me tattoo him.”
“Mandy is obsessed with Black Friday.” Denise shook her head.
From where she sat, Nina added her two cents. “I mean, looking at Reaper, can we blame her?”
The two women locked eyes, shook heads, and laughed. “Nah!”
“Oh, here we go.” Sketch stopped scrolling on his phone and turned it around. “So here’s what you already have.” He showed the picture of a tree on Liam’s back. The name Walker ran down the trunk in big, block letters, with big branches up top. In each individual branch, he had the kid’s name, along with their date of birth. “Provided that you haven’t gotten any more work done to that, I’m thinking of giving it some roots, adding your two names to those roots, and putting your wedding date along with a pair of wedding rings in the middle under Walker. If you decide to have more kids, we can add more branches. I can insert your marriage date and maybe a pair of rings here.” He pointed to an empty spot. “We can make the lettering the same as the kids.”
“I like that.” Liam nodded, thinking about if they ever did have more kids. Would he want something different? “And trust me when I say no one else will be sticking a tattoo needle in this skin. It’s a pain in the ass, but I’ll come here anytime I need to.” He took a look at the sketch again, looking thoughtfully and thinking about the tattoo he already had. Since he had Tatum’s birth certificate, he’d always thought about getting her footprints done. “What about a pair of footprints next to Tatum’s?”
Both Nina and Sketch stopped, a shadow
“The question is, are you ready.” Liam clapped his hand on his son’s shoulder. “I’m going to be around for a long time.”
Pulling his dad into a hug, Drew spoke low. “I really hoped you would, even the first time I saw you. I knew our lives would change. Thank you for changing them for the better. Love you, Dad.”
Liam fought back the tears that stung at his eyelids, but he refused to let them fall. “Love you too, son.”
As they broke apart, they heard the music that signaled Denise. The group turned around, watching as Denise walked up the small aisle.
Liam met her steps before she met him. “You look beautiful.” He cupped his hands around the nape of her neck, bringing her lips to his. He didn’t give a shit that it wasn’t time for the kissing portion of the event. With this woman, he did what he wanted.
Grasping her hand, he pulled her to the makeshift altar, and there in front of everyone they held dear, they committed themselves to each other for the rest of their lives.
“Y’all have twins and a baby?”
“Yeah, we have seventeen-year-old twins, and she’s our youngest at three.”
Nina made a sound of protest. “Holy shit! First, the two of you are old enough to have seventeen-year-old twins, and you’ve started over? God bless you. We have a toddler, and he’s a lot to handle.” She laughed. “Once we get him settled, I’m not sure we’ll do it again.”
Denise and Liam exchanged a glance, and Liam couldn’t help the lascivious smile that tilted his lips. “Sometimes you get caught up in the moment and surprises happen.”
They all shared a laugh at that, because they could all understand.
Denise noticed that, like always, everyone assumed Liam was the twins’ dad, and he never corrected them.
“When you mentioned about adding something on to your back piece, I drew up a sketch.” He stopped and grinned before scrolling through his phone. “I took a picture of it before we left, because I wanted to see what you thought. I’ve got a ton of stuff on here though, give me a minute,” Sketch said as he used his finger to flip through his phone.
“I saw on some magazine that you did Reaper not long ago.” Liam nodded a thank you to the waitress as she dropped off their drink order and a basket full of bread.
“Dude.” Sketch grinned. “It was amazing. I’m still in awe that he lets me tattoo him.”
“Mandy is obsessed with Black Friday.” Denise shook her head.
From where she sat, Nina added her two cents. “I mean, looking at Reaper, can we blame her?”
The two women locked eyes, shook heads, and laughed. “Nah!”
“Oh, here we go.” Sketch stopped scrolling on his phone and turned it around. “So here’s what you already have.” He showed the picture of a tree on Liam’s back. The name Walker ran down the trunk in big, block letters, with big branches up top. In each individual branch, he had the kid’s name, along with their date of birth. “Provided that you haven’t gotten any more work done to that, I’m thinking of giving it some roots, adding your two names to those roots, and putting your wedding date along with a pair of wedding rings in the middle under Walker. If you decide to have more kids, we can add more branches. I can insert your marriage date and maybe a pair of rings here.” He pointed to an empty spot. “We can make the lettering the same as the kids.”
“I like that.” Liam nodded, thinking about if they ever did have more kids. Would he want something different? “And trust me when I say no one else will be sticking a tattoo needle in this skin. It’s a pain in the ass, but I’ll come here anytime I need to.” He took a look at the sketch again, looking thoughtfully and thinking about the tattoo he already had. Since he had Tatum’s birth certificate, he’d always thought about getting her footprints done. “What about a pair of footprints next to Tatum’s?”
Both Nina and Sketch stopped, a shadow
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