The two entered the elevator. Eliana pressed the floor button, and the red numbers began to flicker.

Chase stood for a moment, his brow slightly furrowed, his jaw tightening.

"What's wrong?" Eliana noticed the change in his expression.

Chase's eyes darkened slightly. "Just a little itchy on my back."

Eliana glanced at the three large bags he was holding, realizing he wouldn't be able to scratch his back. "Where? Let me help you."

"Lower right side of my back," ...