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I think you’re pretty, Daddy.
Her heart soared at the word. She couldn’t believe she’d called him that. Was it too much too soon? But he’d said she could. Had he actually meant it?
jettcarver83
Thank you, pretty girl.
Oh, just stick a dang fork in her, she was done.
jettcarver83
Send me your list of limits, and the one of the books. I need to get back to work, alright? But we’ll talk again later. Will you be okay?
Every inch of her was buzzing with warmth as she typed her reply.
abbielittle
I’ll be okay. We can talk tonight?
jettcarver83
Promise we can. I’ll email you when I get home.
abbielittle
I can’t wait.
seven
He lied. Jett didn’t email her when he got home. He emailed her the second he shut the hood on that rich fuck’s car. He hadn’t even taken the time to clean his hands properly before he pulled his phone from his back pocket and sent her a message.
Now he was home, showered, and eating his dinner while he chatted with her. She was incredible. So sweet and cute. And he couldn’t stop staring at her photo. She’d sent him a picture of Ottie, who was equally as cute, and she’d sent him a photo of something she’d been drawing.
She was insanely talented. Why the fuck a smart, talented, gorgeous girl like her was even giving him the time of day, he didn’t know. But he wouldn’t complain.
He liked talking to her. And despite their age gap and obvious differences, they had a lot in common.
They both wanted to travel, specifically to Europe. She talked about wanting to go on a road trip along the East coast, and that had been something he’d talked with his brother about for years. But now Beck was traveling the world as a famous rockstar with his band and didn’t have the time to go for a road trip with him.
Not that Jett blamed him. He’d almost given up his life for his little brother to pursue his dreams, so he was happy to see him successful and happy.
He shook those thoughts from his head as he read her most recent message.
abbielittle
Tomorrow is homework day, then I have school on Monday morning, then work in the afternoon. What about you?
He’d asked what her plans for the rest of the weekend were.
jettcarver83
I have to finish working on this guy’s car. He’s coming to pick it up tomorrow.
abbielittle
Still can’t believe you’re not a jet mechanic.
He grinned. He knew she’d keep him on his toes and a smile always on his face.
