and instantly found her car keys. “Yeah, fine. Would have been better if you’d been there.” “Well you can put on your own show for me tomorrow.” Grace nodded as he pressed the keys into her palm with a sly grin and claimed her mouth with a punishing kiss before stepping back and allowing her to open the car door. She slid into the car and grinned. He hadn’t insisted she leave SinSity but she was grateful to be finished there. The club had been good to her but she wanted more from life than that. And Jett had given her that. Now he was adamant she go to art college and pursue her dreams. What he didn’t realise was that, as much as she loved painting, she could forgo it. As long as she had Jett. “Tomorrow I’ll make you mine,” he told her as he shut the car door. The man who tested her, pushed her, treasured her, protected her… loved her. And her daughter. “Mine,” he mouthed to her. Who could want anything more? The End Find J.A. on Facebook Other titles by J.A Bailey Hunting Laura Sold for Sex (SinSity Stories) The Dancer and the Dom