Beautiful Broken Rules (Broken, Series #1)(117)

I grabbed both of his hands and interlocked my fingers with his. “You said you thought you made me weaker and that’s just not true. You make me stronger. You make me appreciate what I have and want to be a better person for you.”

I finally moved his hands to my breasts and he moaned. I couldn’t handle it any longer so I kissed him fiercely. My fingers moved to thread through his hair, which was longer than it was a month ago. I know we had just been together yesterday, but I hadn’t been able to appreciate any of it. It had been full of angst and need, and I was too busy thinking about how destroyed I would feel afterward. This time, I could revel in the changes that had happened in a month, like the length of his hair. I pulled his shirt over his head, needing to press myself up against his skin.

I bent down and started kissing the lines of his tattoo, from his collarbone down to his bicep. If I hadn’t been admiring it so closely I would have missed it, but there was definitely something different. I felt his body freeze when he knew I had found it. Wrapped in the already existing lines was a black heart with an “E” carved out in the middle. It was amazing how the artist could make it seem as if that heart had been there all along. It was perfectly tucked behind one wide sweeping black line. I traced the outline of it.

“You’re my heart. You don’t walk away from your heart,” he whispered in my ear.

I looked at it in awe. This was permanent. This meant he wanted me in his life permanently. I couldn’t stop kissing him; it was freeing to be able to whenever I wanted again.

“Did Jace get one too?” I giggled as he pinched me in the side with a faux-angry expression.

His face turned serious again, “Emerson, have you… been with anyone else?” he asked nervously.

I gave him a disgusted face and he sighed in relief with a chuckle. “Absolutely not. Have you?” I responded.

He cupped my breasts and lifted them up so he could kiss the swells of them. “No, Beautiful, you’ve ruined me. No one else compares.”

“Do you still want to stand next to me holding my hand?”

His eyebrows rose, “You found it finally?”

I nodded, “Not at the best time either. It was after we had that fight by my tree.”

“The night I started playing your CD out loud for you, instead of playing it through my headphones?”

Now this made my eyebrows rise. “You listened to it before that night?”

“Every night. I’ve listened to it every single night since you gave it to me.”

*.*.*.*.*

Later that week, we had our official date that he paid for at the auction. He came into my room while I was getting ready, handing me a huge present wrapped in light blue paper with a massive black bow on top.

“A black bow?” I laughed.

“It’s fitting for the present, open it,” he said nervously.

All I saw was black at first. When I reached in to pull everything out, I realized it was a black leather jacket and helmet that matched the one Jaxon wore to ride on his motorcycle, only smaller. I looked up at him with wide eyes, considering what he was telling me with this gift.

“You’re going to take me on the bike?” I asked excitedly.

“I may only be able to do it once, but you’re going to wear all of this stuff. I don’t want an inch of you exposed. It probably won’t be any fun because I’m going to drive about twenty miles an hour. But yes… I’m going to take you,” he said, taking in a deep breath.

“Let’s go right now!” I screeched.