“Sticking with your choice?” he asked. “That’s a pretty serious tattoo for your first.” “Go big or go home, that’s what I always say.” “Not once have I heard you say that.” “Well, I do.” He gave her a look. “When?” “I said it to myself right before I married you.” “No you didn’t.” “I did.” She arched a brow. “And back then I had no idea just how big I’d gone. Lucky me.” A laugh burst from his chest, along with a small measure of embarrassment. “Mia.” She laughed. “For a man who’s so good in bed, you sure are a prude talking about it.” “I prefer action to talking.” “You can say that again.”
