Chapter One Hundred and Three

Emma’s POV

“Home sweet home,” I breathed out as I walked into the apartment while Liam held the door open for me.

“Mhm. I enjoyed the vacation, but it feels good to be back”.

“Sure does,” I agreed as I plopped down on the couch.

“Uhm excuse me?” Liam asked, referring to my luggage that was blocking the way.

“What?” I asked, looking innocent.

“Don’t you think you should put these away first before you sit down? Knowing you, you’re not going to stand up from there anytime soon, so you might as well just get this done first”.

“Let me get this right,” I said, sitting up. “You expect me,” I pointed at myself, “To take all these,” I motioned at my three boxes,” Upstairs? Seriously, Liam?” I asked, feigning a hurt and disappointed look. “Wow. Just wow,” I scoffed, and rested back on the couch.

“Oh please,” he rolled his eyes. “There’s no need to be this dramatic, Emma. I’ll take them up for you. All you needed to do was just ask”.

“Will you?” I asked, smiling.

He rolled his