Chapter 109 - Ryker

We pushed into the elevator car. Only half of her bags were with us and there was barely any room for humans in here. There was no way all of this was her clothing. It was mind-boggling that she would have this much.

"Where is my stuff going?" she asked as the doors slid closed.

I held my breath, waited to see if the elevator would give us a weight warning. Sighed in relief as we began our ascent. "In the closet."

She snorted. "Which closet?"

I looked at her, narrowed my eyes. "Our closet. You're staying here. No moving out. No changing your mind. We've made it this far, we're not stopping now. If we need to do some renovations to make it easier for you, then we will. But you are mine." I surveyed her sea of matching luggage. "And apparently that means your clothes as well."

Her smile was brilliant. "Good answer." She opened her mouth. Shut it. Bit her lip.

I sighed. "Spit it out, cupcake. We can't fix it if it's just rattling around up there in your brain."

"Are you in