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her to
her knees.
    “Not yet, anyway.” Rabb eased her aside and opened the
office door. Once again, music and voices assailed them.
    She was totally confused. “I don’t understand.”
    The look he shot her was so hot and fierce it could have
peeled paint from the walls. There was a wildness in Rabb, a well of hot
emotion that seethed and bubbled beneath the staid exterior he projected to the
world. She’d always suspected it was there. It had come out when he’d kissed
her. And now it smoldered in his eyes.
    “Come on.” He ushered her to the far end of the corridor. A
huge steel door blocked their way. Rabb reached into his pocket, yanked out a
set of keys and undid the various locks. He opened the door and all but shoved
her into the foyer beyond before pulling the steel panel shut. Silence
surrounded them.
    “Where are we going?” Eliza knew she should be more
concerned. But this was Rabb and she really didn’t want to leave him. Plus, the
longer she was inside, the less time she had to be out in the cold.
    “Upstairs.” He ushered her toward the staircase and she put
one foot in front of the other and went up.
    “How far?” He was right behind her, his hand on the small of
her back. Even through her coat, sweater, T-shirt and undershirt, she could
feel the heat from his touch. Her lips still tingled from his kiss. She reached
up and pressed her fingers against them.
    “Third floor.” He pointed at a door on the first landing.
“My folks’ shops are through there.”
    “Your mother makes hats, doesn’t she?” Eliza remembered him
telling her that. She remembered commenting that with a last name like Hatter it
was the perfect profession. He’d laughed and told her that he and his brother
teased her, calling her the mad hatter. It had made her sad, wishing for that
kind of connection she’d never had with her own mother.
    “Yes. And my father is a tailor.” They were at the second
landing now. “Their apartment takes up this entire floor.”
    Imagine living and working so near your family. They were
close. She’d always known that, but she hadn’t realized just how close.
    They reached the third landing and there were two doors
here, one red and the other blue. Rabb led her to the red door and unlocked it.
“Welcome to my home.”
    She hesitated. “I should go.” She had no place here with
Rabb. She should never have come. “I’m sorry. This was a mistake.” The last
thing she wanted to do was bring Jason and his problems to Rabb and his family.
They didn’t deserve that.
    Rabb stopped her by lifting her right off her feet and
carrying her into his apartment. He kicked the door shut. “You’re not going
anywhere.”
    Rabb knew he was acting like a Neanderthal, but he couldn’t
seem to help himself. Eliza brought out that more primitive, wild side of him.
No way he was letting her walk out the door, especially when he had no way of
finding her if she did.
    He set Eliza back on her feet just inside his apartment. “I
need to make a quick call.” He yanked his phone out of his pocket and dialed
his brother, who picked up on the third ring.
    “Yeah.” The noise level in the bar made it hard for him to
hear Nevar.
    “I won’t be back.” He hated leaving his brother in the
lurch, but this was important.
    “I had a feeling that might happen.” Glasses clinked in the
background. “Allison is helping me behind the bar.”
    “Really?” It was hard to picture Allison bustling behind the
bar—not because she wasn’t a hard worker, because she was, but he didn’t think
she had any experience bartending.
    “She’s good at following orders.” Rabb heard Allison
promising retribution for that remark and Nevar laughed. Rabb glanced at Eliza,
who was standing exactly where he’d left her, staring avidly around his home.
    “I’ll talk to you tomorrow,” he promised, knowing his
brother would have questions.
    “If you need anything, let me know.” Rabb’s throat
tightened. Family.