His eyes widened.
“Ro…” My voice was a scared whisper.
“Hang on, Tessa.” He lifted me into his arms, a worried look on his face.
My heartbeat picked up speed, like my heart was going to burst out of my chest. I whimpered and my vision went blurry again.
“Tessa?”
I vaguely registered him calling my name, but then blackness edged into my vision in giant splotches. Then everything went dark.
Chapter22
Ro
“Tessa!” I scooped her against my chest. She’d lost consciousness. My heart felt like a damn jackhammer. Juggling her, I quickly checked her pulse.
Fast. Too fast.
Dammit. Panic riding me hard, I charged into the living area and sat on the arm of a chair. Holding her close, I fumbled for my cellphone.
“Ro?” Caden’s voice. “Is everything?—?”
“Something’s wrong with Tessa. She’s unconscious. She felt sick and vomited, and she has a racing heart rate.”
Caden cursed.
“Get a car and meet me out front. She needs the hospital.Now.”
“On it.”
I found my shoes, but didn’t bother with a shirt. There wasn’t time. I raced out of the penthouse and stabbed the elevator button, holding her tightly.
Come on. Fuck.
Finally, the elevator arrived. When I burst into the lobby, it was late, but there were two receptionists at the front desk. They stared at me wide-eyed. Tessa was only wearing my shirt and was unconscious, and I was shirtless. I knew it looked bad.
“She needs the hospital.”
One of the women jolted, and lifted a phone. “I’ll call 9-1-1?—”
“There’s no time.” I heard the screech of tires out front. “I’ll take her. It’ll be faster.”
Enzo appeared, his dark gaze locking on Tessa. His face sharpened like a blade. “What happened?”
Caden was right. Enzo was no simple concierge.
“She’s sick. Caden’s bringing a car around.”
Enzo rushed to open the front door for me, and I raced outside. He then opened the back door of the black SUV idling out front. I climbed in, cradling Tessa on my lap. Caden was in the driver’s seat, and Enzo quickly slid into the passenger seat.
“Go,” I ordered Caden.
He sped out.
Dimly I was aware of the vehicle’s GPS giving directions to the local hospital, but I was focused on Tessa. She was so damn pale.
I stroked the hair off her face. “Wake up, fairy queen.”