Ava's POV
Mid-Flight — Somewhere Over the Gulf of Mexico
I shifted in my seat for what felt like the hundredth time.
Blaze glanced over.
“What's wrong, Darlin'?”
“Nothing.”
He raised an eyebrow.
“Ava.”
I smiled innocently.
“What?”
“You've been squirming around for the last ten minutes.”
“Maybe I'm uncomfortable.”
“Want another pillow?”
“No.”
“Blanket?”
“Nope.”
He studied me.
“Then what do you want?”
I looked at him for a moment before unbuckling my seat belt.
Blaze's eyebrow rose.
“Darlin'?”
Instead of answering, I stood and carefully climbed onto his lap.
He immediately caught me around the waist.
“Well, hell.”
I giggled.
“What?”
“What's all this?”
I settled sideways across his thighs, curling against his broad chest.
I'd changed into a simple pair of gray swea
