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.”