Page 40 of Reckless Dynasty (Knight's Ridge Empire 9)

Jodie: I’ll take care of you later, bad boy. *winky emoji*

Toby: I’ll hold you to that.

Jodie: *devil emoji*

Jodie: And thank you, everything is incredible.

Toby: It’s the least of what you deserve. *heart emoji*

My heart beats wildly as I stare at his words.

Throwing my phone to the bed, I force myself to stop messaging him when I assume he’s driving. Pulling on the rest of my clothes, I discover an entire shelf of shoes and boots and even a selection of designer handbags.

I want to be mad at him for spending so much on me. But I love it all so much that I can’t even find the energy to be annoyed. I guess I’ll just have to repay him in blowjobs, because it’s not like I have an actual job to pay for much of it myself right now.

Switching my things to one of the new bags, I grab a tan leather jacket from the wardrobe and head out to the kitchen in the hope of mastering his coffee machine.

A laugh falls from my lips when I find the appliance in question with sticky notes all over it.

When the hell he had time to do all this, God only knows.

Start here.

Place mug here.

Insert pod here.

Press here.

And when I pull open the cupboard which has a note with open me stuck to it, I find a mug with ‘Princess Jodie’ printed around the outside and a sticky note inside with fill me inside.

With my new mug full, I carry it and my phone to the sofa to call Mum and send a message to Bri and another to Jesse to find out if anything has changed overnight.

I have no idea what it is about Toby’s flat, but even when he’s absent, I feel completely at home. It’s probably his presence.

It might be early days, but I can actually see myself living here, being happy here.

The thought should freak me out, but it doesn’t. Just like I didn’t feel anything but wild excitement and recklessness when I thought for the briefest moment that there was an engagement ring inside one of those boxes last night.

Once again, I find myself toying with my necklace. My little piece of Toby that’s going to be permanently locked onto my body.

If I wasn’t aware that he owned my heart before last night, then I sure do now. He literally has it under lock and key, and I couldn’t be happier.

Once I’m ready, I head toward the front door, ready to call for an Uber to pick me up from downstairs.

I stop when I find another sticky note attached to a gift box that’s identical to the one last night on the dresser.

Open me.

Nervously, I pull the lid off. I have no idea why, but deep down, I know this is going to knock me on my arse.

Inside is another box and another note.

Please don’t be mad.

“Okay,” I whisper, pulling the lid off that box too, only to find another.

It’s purely for selfish reasons…