Chapter One Hundred and Sixteen

Ava’s POV

I sat on my bed, a mischievous smile playing on my lips, as I heard Logan's voice calling out my name from downstairs. I knew he had received my message, and the anticipation of his arrival only fueled my excitement. "I hope my plan works out," I whispered to myself, glancing around for my most alluring nightgown.

As I sifted through my wardrobe, I couldn't help but reflect on the journey Logan and I had been on. The recent moments of connection and rediscovery had filled my heart with warmth. I wanted to make tonight special—not just for Logan but for myself too. I had a plan in mind, one that involved surprises and a little bit of mischief.

Finally settling on a delicate, lace-adorned nightgown, I couldn't suppress a giggle. "This should do the trick," I thought, imagining Logan's reaction. I carefully adjusted my hair, adding a subtle touch of perfume. I wanted everything to be perfect when Logan reached our bedroom.

As I heard his footsteps coming up the stairs, excitem