Amelia
I breathed a huge sigh of relief as Ezra and I walked into the penthouse. Chico yips happily and runs up to us. Ezra told me that we would have the place to ourselves tonight. He had gotten Abilene and Wanda rooms at a hotel, and Willow was going to stay with one of her boyfriends. I flop on the couch with another huge sigh, and Ezra laughs.
“Are you okay, baby?” He asks and sits beside me.
Chico hops up onto the couch, and I cuddle with him. He licks and yips. “Hi, buddy,” I greet my chihuahua. I turn to Ezra, who is stroking Chico, and say, “Today was fun, but I am always happy to be home.”
“And you feel at home here?” He asks.
“Yes, should I not?” I say with slight worry.
He touches my shoulder. “Of course, I want you to feel at home, Amelia. But I would feel at home anywhe
