When Jaxson turned to Sam, I grabbed them and headed for the door. “I’m
going to grab the wolfsbane and my phone from Casey. I’ll call you when
I’ve got it.”
I slipped though quickly and shut the door. Then I scurried down the hall
and hit the button on the elevat
or, hoping the car was there already.
It was not.
Jaxson was looming over me in a second. “What the hell do you think
you’re doing?”
“You heard the woman—we need wolfsbane. I’m going to get it.” The
elevator was taking way too long, so I hit the button again a couple times.
“How? You have no phone or wallet.” Jaxson stopped me from hitting the
button again. “I’ll give you a ride.”
The way he said it sent chills up my spine. He was so close. His musky
earth and pine scent addled my thoughts, and I couldn’t keep my eyes from
tracing the contours of his muscles beneath his taut button-down. The heat of
my body was flowing.
Damn, I wanted him.
I tore my eyes away and prayed for the elevator to hurry the hell up. “I
need to be alone.”
Jaxson crossed his massive arms. “That’s not a good idea.”
Those arms.
I remembered him carrying me the night before. I’d never felt so safe. I
wanted them around me again.
Shaking my head, I took a step back. “Alone is the antidote I need. Plus,
Casey would be suspicious if you showed up with me asking for wolfsbane. I
promise not to crash your ride.”
The elevator doors opened.
Jaxson was quiet, his expression torn.
“I need this, Jax.”