her island but then he was afraid she'd simply leave again. Plus, he wasn't certain the other Outsiders even deserved her anymore since they'd done such a lousy job of caring for her needs. He placed her gently in the front seat. She was really out of it, which meant whichever vision she currently had to live must be a doozy. His heart wept at Eden's constant struggle with her power. What must it be like to constantly be dragged into a world that was a vision of a possible future? Before he had to leave her again, he'd find a way to make it better. There had to be a way. One more quick run into the hotel room to grab her bag and he was back in the car. As he placed her bag in the backseat of the car, he felt it. Like an alarm system that his psyche had created on the day he'd nearly burned to death, he knew the demon was close. Goosebumps appeared on her arms and a rage that made him want to murder growled in his stomach. He looked around, right and left, to see if he could actually sight the demon. Nothing visible at the moment but that didn't mean anything. Sebastian was close. Samuel didn't need to see him to know he was there. Maybe this was the time to finally get the demon. Samuel whirled around to look around again. He had to get Eden to safety, and if the demon wanted to track him there, then he'd show him how he had prepared for him. He was never going to get caught unaware by the thing. No one would ever again get the chance to lock him in the closet and burn him like a victim. If he had to kidnap the soul mate he could never have to keep her safe, then that is what he would do. One way or another, Eden would get well and the demon would pay for what he had done. Samuel knew that to be true like he knew that the sun would come out every morning and that sometimes life just sucked no matter what you tried to do about it. It took him a few extra minutes to get back to his apartment. The snow made driving nearly impossible but the car he'd temporarily acquired had four-wheel drive and they managed to eventually get there. He pulled the car in his driveway. The first thing he would have to do after he settled Eden in was to return the car. Maybe the owner would never know that it had been temporarily swiped. Samuel could only hope. Luck didn't tend to run on his side. If any of his neighbors were staring from their windows, he didn't want to know about it. Usually, he was so careful not to be stared at that he went to great lengths to make sure he never drew attention to himself. There was no time for that at the moment. Eden needed to be put inside and the car had to go back. Scooping the still unconscious Eden up in his arms made his stomach twist. She smelled like strawberries. He wanted to lick her from her chin down to her feet. His cock jumped to attention even as he fiddled with his house keys to bring her inside. The temperature outside felt freezing but Eden had lit a flame inside of his body that might cause an inferno if he wasn't careful about it. Not to mention his skin wanted to peel off his face. It took all of his concentration to not scratch the itch desperate to be taken care of. His apartment felt blissfully warm compared to the outside. In two seconds he had crossed the relatively small place and laid Eden down on his bed. Her leg had stopped bleeding but it still looked nasty. The car could wait a few more seconds because he needed to take care of her leg. As he bounded into the bathroom to look for his first-aid kit, the reality of what he had just done dawned on him. As a rule, he liked to complete tasks and sometimes the doing of the job blocked out any emotions he should deal with during the chore. If he could focus on the actual doing, he didn't have to handle everything else. But it was impossible to ignore the fact that Eden lay on his bed, in his apartment, and they'd spent the last half-an-hour in the closest vicinity they'd ever been together. It was what he'd always