A Place of Our Own

A small smile touched Kaelen’s lips.

“When we get back from this trip, you’re moving in with me.”

A sleepy chuckle escaped Lyra.

“Love, I’m already here, am I not? We’re basically living together already.”

“Not here.” His arm tightened around her waist. “At my place. The penthouse.”

Lyra let out a soft hum.

“What’s wrong with here?”

“Nothing.” Kaelen shook his head. “But this is my family’s