Afterward, he gently laid her back down. “I’m going to get us ready to go. I want you to rest.”
She nodded and closed her eyes.
He walked to the door, opened it, and called for the guy that was going to help him.
“Yes, sir.”
“What’s your name?” Cain asked.
“It’s Sam, sir.”
“I’m glad I have you with me. Can you go through the room and pack everything that does not belong to the hotel?”
“I can do that. I also have a cart outside in the hallway. I’ll put it on that and follow you when you’re ready to go,” Sam said.
Cain shoved the curtains open, letting in light. He needed to know what she was wearing so he could have her covered when he walked her out.
It was a huge T-shirt with the hotel’s logo on the front. He could tell she had sweated a few times, so he would need to bathe her before putting her in bed, or she would never becomfortable.
He pulled the blanket from the bed and covered her with it. Looking around, he saw that Sam had already cleared the place.
“I’m taking you home,” he murmured to her.
In the elevator, Cain had her tucked against his chest and couldn’t take his eyes off her.
The woman at the desk had a concerned look on her face as she waved.
“Thank you,” Cain said but didn’t stop. Sam had everything in the back seat before he made her comfortable in the front. He pulled a few bills from his pocket and handed them to Sam. Can you make sure you and the doorman share this? I’m going to send something in appreciation for everyone who helped her. I also wanted to tell you that you all are welcome at my ranch anytime.”
“Oh, sir, you don’t have to do that. I enjoy helping people,” Sam said.
Cain patted his shoulder. “I can tell. You have no idea how much you’ve all helped.”
“What ranch, sir?”
“The Crawford Ranch. I’m Cain Crawford if you need to get in touch with me.”
“Thank you so much, sir,” Sam gushed.
Cain waved, slipped into the truck, and checked on Eden before driving them home. The only home Eden would ever know for the rest of her life.
Chapter Fifteen
Eden’s eyes slowly opened, and she looked around. She wasn’t in the hotel anymore, and she could vaguely remember Cain holding her, but she’d never seen the room.
It was large and had a masculine feel to it. The bed felt like she was lying on a cloud. The drapes had been closed, but she could see it was nighttime.
She pushed the covers aside and moved her legs to hang off the bed. Because of the dizziness, she stayed for a long time. When she felt strong enough, she stood.
“What the hell are you doing?” Cain barked from the doorway. He set the tray down he’d been carrying and grabbed onto her arm.
“I have to use the bathroom,” she murmured.
“Fuck, I’m gone ten minutes, and you try to stroll across the room. Jesus, woman, are you trying to give me a heart attack?”
She could tell he was upset, so she kept her smile hidden. He led her into the bathroom and over to the toilet before stepping back.
She waited for him to leave, but he stood there in full Dom mode with his arms crossed over his chest. She opened her mouth to debate, but he shut her up.