Emily used the tip of her forefinger to wipe away a new tear that rolled down her delicately made up cheek. Damn Rachel McGow. That dumb redhead had probably dyed her hair so much that she had fried her mousy brown roots. Damn Christian bitch. What gave her the right to speak about her children in such a way?

Her dead children.

The brunette mother gave a shaky sigh as her boyfriend finally came back from her kitchen and handed her a large a mug filled with her favorite coffee. The author had been so amazing, making her feel like she was worth something again. Right after they had left the restaurant, Dave had sat them on a nearby bench and just let her cry it out, using his strong hands to rub soothing cirlces on her back as her body shook with sobs.

She bit her lip. He was a keeper.

"You feeling better now?"

Emily gently nodded her head, leaning back into the perfectly fluffed couch cushion. "Yeah, I just really needed to get out of there."

Dave nodded, wrapping his arm around the brunette mother's shoulders. "I understand."

Emily felt her eyes begin to tear up, and she quickly pressed a kiss to the author's bearded chin. "You're so amazing. I don't know what I'd do without you."

The author felt a laugh rise from his chest, eyeing the small Yorkie in his girlfriend's lap. "I'm sure you could manage with little Ferguson over there. You two sure look mighty comfortable together."

The younger woman chuckled, her free hand reaching down and scratching the small puppy's stomach. "Oh trust me, I love my baby Ferguson, but he surely can't give me things that you can."

"Oh really? Like?"

Emily set her mug down on the coffee table before reaching up, pressing her plump lips just against her boyfriend's. She smiled into the kiss, letting his hands fist in her hair and his tongue trace along her upper lip. Her heart immediately began to beat faster, feeling one of the older man's hands move down and clamp warmly over her collarbone.

This man was definitely a keeper.

The brunette moaned into the heated kiss as Dave's tongue swiftly slipped inside of her hot mouth, effectively scaring the small dog in her lap and causing him to scurry away. Her hands quickly fisted in his shirt, her fingers itching to undo the buttons as the older man laid her down on the back.

Dave slowly pulled back, wiping the bangs away from his girlfriend's dark eyes. "You are so beautiful."

Emily felt herself giggle. "Thank you, kind sir. What did I ever do to gain such a compliment?"

"You gave me your heart. That's all I need, sweetheart."

Emily's doe eyes watered, her heart clenching at the sincere words spilling past the older man's lips. "You are so sweet. You have no idea how lucky I am." She quickly pulled him down and crashed their lips together, her back arching and her hips rolling up to meet his. "God I want you so bad."

"Are you sure?"

The brunette mother smiled gently, taking the author's right hand and laying it over her breast. "I'm sure."

The couple's kissing became hotter as minutes went by, their bodies beginning to ache from the want they both held deep in their bellies.

*RING*

Emily let out the loudest groan at the ringing of the doorbell, earning a chuckle from the man above her. "Who in the hell can that be?" She quickly got up from the coach, straightening out her shirt before making her way to the door. A smile immediately appeared on her face at the sight of her children once she had opened the door, and she quickly took them into her arms. "Hi my babies!"

Imogen reached up, taking a hold of her mother's nose with a smile on her chubby little face. "Mama!"

The brunette pressed kissed to both girls' cheeks, lifting her head to meet the stoic face of her husband. "Hello."

Aaron nodded, setting the diaper bag in his hold in the doorway. "How are you?"

Emily's lips were sucked in between her teeth before she nodded. "I'm just fine. How's work?"

"Fine."

Emily let out a sigh before setting the twins down on the ground, letting them toddle inside. "Go and find Dave, ok? He's waiting for you in there." She looked back up to her husband, her eyes widening slightly at the scowl on his face. "What?"

"Dave's here?"

"Yes, Dave's here. Is that a problem?"

Aaron's eyes bugged. "How could you even ask that? Of course it's a problem!"

Emily felt herself let out a small laugh, her hands settling on her hips. "Well I'm sorry Aaron but I didn't know there was a law against him seeing them."

Dave silently walked up behind his girlfriend, a giggling Rylee seated on his hip. "Everything ok here?"

The brunette man glared to the author that stood in his wife's home. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm spending the day with my girlfriend and now her two darling children."

Rylee giggled, poking the graying hair in his mother's boyfriend's beard. "Da!"

Aaron's hard eyes turned to his wife, taking a daring step closer with fire in his gaze. "Da? She's calling him 'da'?"

Emily immediately held up her hand. "Don't you step any closer to me. I can call the police in a second Aaron, and I'm sure they won't be so happy to see you."

"What? Are you and granpda dating now?"

Emily's eyes sparkled with glee. "I am dating Dave, and I love it. The fun, honesty and trust we share? That's irreplaceable." She felt herself smile at the comforting hand placed on her shoulder by her boyfriend. "If you don't like it, you can leave."