It was just a regular morning in Aveng Tower. You sat at the kitchen counter with Nat, Steve, Tony, and Wanda—everyone enjoying coffee or grabbing a bite to eat. The sunlight filtered through the tall windows, casting a soft golden glow across the room. Conversation was light, easy, until your phone buzzed in your pocket.

You pulled it out and smiled when you saw the caller ID: James.

“Good morning, handsome,” you answered, warmth in your voice.

“Good morning, my beauty,” he replied smoothly. “Quick favor—can you look out the window for me?”

You raised a brow. “From the window? You’re lucky I’m not twenty stories up.”

He chuckled on the other end. “Just trust me.”

With a curious smirk, you stood and made your way over to the massive window that overlooked the street. The moment your eyes landed on him, they went wide.

“James?” you asked in disbelief.

He was standing on the sidewalk below, looking up at you with a grin—and right next to him, gleaming in the morning light, was a brand-new motorcycle.

He gave you a wave. “Hey.”

“Did you seriously leave this morning just to buy a motorcycle?” you asked, trying to hide your amusement, but failing as your smile grew.

“Yes, I bought one,” he replied proudly, “and I bought it to come kidñap you.”

That cheeky grin of his only made you laugh.

“Okay,” you said, shaking your head with a fond smile. “I’m coming.”

You hung up and turned to the others.

“I’m heading out,” you said casually, grabbing your leather jacket.

Nat gave you a knowing smirk. “Kidñapped by James?”

“Yep.”

Steve just shook his head with a laugh, while Tony muttered something about helmet safety. Wanda gave you a soft, amused smile as you headed for the door.

You hurried down the stairs, your pulse buzzing with anticipation. As the Tower’s doors opened to the busy streets of New York, you spotted him instantly—leaning against the bike, two helmets in hand, still smiling like a devil with a plan.

“Ready?” he asked, tossing you a helmet.

You caught it and grinned.

“Always.”