“We need to get her warm,” Lawson hissed, putting his hand on her forehead. I didn’t like that. I didn’t understand why I didn’t like that. “I know,” I said, yanking off my shirt while she was passed out in Beau’s arms. I lifted my chin. “Set her on the bed and get out.” “Get out?” “Yes, out. I have to undress her. She doesn’t need all these eyes on her body without her knowing,” I snapped. Beau glared at me but set her on the bed. Once they were out of my room, I shrugged off my jeans then set to work on getting her out of those clothes.
