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“Just look inside.”

I lift the step. There’s a small box inside. I reach in and take it out, then prop my phone up so Ava can see me. I glance at her. The only person who has ever left me gifts, who ever knew about this hiding place before I showed it to Ava, was my mother.

“Open it,” she coaxes in a gentle voice, understanding flashing in her eyes.

I ease the lid off.

The tiny replica plane is inside. Fixed back together.

“Ava,” I rasp, my chest pulling tight.

“It needed fixing.”

I turn the plane between my fingers, overcome with nostalgia from the day I found it as a boy.

“Thank you,” I murmur.

“There’s more in there,” she says. I place the toy plane onto the step beside me and remove a layer of tissue paper.

The groan of appreciation in my chest is rich and full bodied as I lift out a glass filled with silk.

My dick twitches as I stare at the pink and gold encased inside.Waterlilies.

“Ava, have your lucky panties been underneath my father’s staircase since you left?” I growl.

She giggles as I hook the delicate fabric out with one finger; another deep rumble of approval vibrating my chest as a faint leftover scent of her perfume and arousal on the fabric reaches me.

“We’re using this glass the minute you come home,” I groan, lowering the panties back into it.

Her cheeks flush pink. “If you say so.”

“I say so.”

“There’s one more thing,” she breathes.

I peel back another layer of tissue paper at her instruction.

I grip the piece of card between my fingers. “Ava, why do I have an IOU for three million dollars?” I snap.

“I’ve not spent any of what you paid me.” She pouts. “You’re taking it back, even if I have to shove it down your throat.”

“Don’t be a—”

“Why? I thought you liked it.”

Her eyes are twinkling as I curse and shake my head, my palm throbbing with the need to assert control over her for her brattiness. Daily calls and phone sexhave done little to take the edge off. She’s asked me so many times to fly over and see her. But we both know that she needed to do this alone.

Because once she comes home, I’m never letting her out of my sight again.

“Turn it over.” She smiles.

I twist the card and look at the words on the back.

Everything stops as I let out a sound between a growl and a groan.

I’m ready to recommence my brat duties. Bring me home, Jet. I love you, Ava x

Fuck yes.

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