Devin smiled to himself as he left Carrie's hotel room, after cleaning up his medical supplies and helping her to bed. He hadn't planned what had transpired this evening, but it had been perfect. The truth was, he had always had feelings for Carrie, just as she had for him. And tonight had confirmed that she was exactly the kind of woman he wanted to be with – a woman with fire in her, but who would also allow him to take care of her when it was necessary, and who knew when to let him be in charge. Tomorrow morning, he would buy her breakfast, and tell her how he felt.