Chapter 52 - Willow

My soul ventured out into the sunlight as Ryker held my gaze and warned me of forever. I nodded. "As long as we end up in hell together, then I can handle your darkness." I laid a palm to his cheek. "I promise."

He turned his lips to my palm, pressed a kiss to the center. "Then the rest will come." He walked down the hallway to my front door. His driver was standing there, a soft smile on his face.

"Thank you for driving us," I said as Ryker carried me through the door.

"My pleasure, Ms. Chase."

"Call me Willow, please. I'm not as stuffy as some people." I flicked my gaze at Ryker's head.

The driver's lips twitched. "And I'm Baxter, Willow." He dipped his graying head.

I smiled at him.

"You might as well stick around for a bit, Baxter. I need to get some food ordered. If you could go pick it up, that would be great."

"Of course, Mr. Penn. Happily." Baxter smiled at me, shot me a wink over Ryker's shoulder.

I kept my mouth shut, filed away the questions I wanted to