Page 4 of Billionaire Unexplained: Kaleb

As I quickly removed anything that was wet from her body, I contemplated the fact that it was entirely possible that she was out of her mind. Literally.

Maybe a tourist with a death wish?

The only problem with that theory was that we weren’t exactly in a tourist area, and not that many people flooded into this part of Montana at this time of year to see the sights.

I left her undergarments on because they were only slightly damp, and quickly went to get some towels and blankets.

Her skin was ice-cold, but I knew better than to try to warm her up too fast. I wasn’t a trained medical professional, but I knew enough about the outdoors and the treatment for hypothermia.

I frowned as I dried her hair quickly, and removed her glasses. She’d broken them when she’d done that swan dive headfirst through the window.

The lenses seemed to be intact, but the frames were broken.

Setting the glasses aside, I focused on my uninvited and unwanted guest as I wrapped her dry but cold body into the blankets, picked her up, and carried her to the living room.

I plopped my ass on the plush rug in front of the warm fireplace, and pulled the shivering woman into my lap, my arms tightly around her blanketed body.

Hell, this was the last thing I wanted or needed.

I also sucked at taking care of anyone, but I was all she had right now.

She stirred, but she didn’t open her eyes, which led me to believe she’d probably passed out from possible exhaustion. She definitely wasn’t completely unconscious.

She was small, and fighting against the storm and brutal winds outside had probably taken everything she had.

I had no idea how long she’d been lost in the wilderness.

Did she have family?

Did anyone know she was even missing?

She looked young. This definitely wasn’t the kind of place a twenty-something, attractive female wanted to hang out.

Especially not alone.

And yes, I’d noticed that she was attractive, even though I probably shouldn’t have, but I wasn’t blind, and I had been stripping her down to her underwear.

Considering her extremely fit body, silky brown hair that barely brushed her shoulders, and stunning, chocolate brown eyes, there had to be a guy looking for her somewhere.

“Wake up and talk to me,” I said insistently near her ear. “Tell me your name. I need to know that you’re coherent.”

If she wasn’t, I was fucked.

She was a total stranger, but for some reason, I had to know that she was going to be okay once she was warmed up.

“An—,” she murmured breathily, sounding like she’d just run a marathon.

My chest tightened as she finally opened her eyes and said in a stronger voice, “My name is Anna.”

She looked at me with a curious expression, one without a hint of fear.

I was a total stranger to her. We were in the middle of nowhere, and I currently had her situated on my lap in nothing but her underwear.

Shouldn’t she be a little alarmed or concerned?

Maybe she was totally out of her mind after all.

Anna

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