Rachel's POV
I stood in the hospital room watching Samuel Griffin. The doctors had treated the aphrodisiac in his system.
His face was no longer red, his breathing normal, but fury filled his eyes.
"Your boss made a mistake," Samuel said, glaring at me from the bed. "Tell Anna Shaw I won't forget tonight."
I met his gaze. "Mr. Griffin, the doctors say you'll recover fully. This ended well for everyone."
His jaw clenched. "I can't have sex for a month. Do you know what that means for someone like me?"
"Medical advice should be taken seriously," I replied. "Ms. Shaw brought you to the hospital immediately. You should thank her."
I picked up my purse. "We did what anyone would do. No need for thanks."
The comment silenced him. I turned, and walked to the door.
I crossed the parking lot. Ms. Shaw waited in her car near the entrance.
When I opened the door, she reclined in the driver's seat with eyes closed.
"Let's go," she said without looking.
