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about his place. His muscled shoulders slumped down as he jogged to the doorway and disappeared into the dark.
    Lilith stared after him, biting nervously at her lip. She didn’t know if it was better to follow him or just wait here. A second later, the entire building lit up, golden light pouring from every window . Somehow that simplistic thing changed the feel of the whole building. Funny how that happens. It was still horribly creepy, but at least now it didn’t seem as deadly. Chance appeared in the doorway, looking impatient. “You gonna stand out there all night? Because seeing as I’m now your body guard, it’ll be incredibly hard to pack and watch you out here at the same time.”
    She rolled her eyes and walked into the open doorway. The bottom floor fit the outside, dirty, dusty, and littered with abandoned junk, empty bottles, even some rusty hardware. Her heels clicked against the concrete and echoed eerily through the whole building. Chance rummaged in his pockets and pulled out a small key ring. He was standing in front of a freight elevator, complete with the gated doors that pulled down. He crouched and fiddled with a lock before lifting the gate. He held it up with one hand and made a sweeping gallant gesture with his other. “After you, m’lady.” A cheeky smile pulled at his lips but there was an edge of something in his face. Fear maybe? Odd.
    “Am I gonna need a tetanus shot after this?” She glared at Chance before pushing past him and leaning against the back wall of the elevator.
    “Keep it up and I’ll leave you locked in here. Hmmm.” He turned around to look her over for a moment with true amusement. “Actually, that’s not a bad idea.”
    “Stuff it, Chance.” Lilith crossed her arms in a huff. The ancient elevator lurched into motion, making her hands fly out to grip the rail tight. A yelp escaped her lips as her heart lurched into her throat. Her whole body tensed in sudden fear. She definitely noticed the smug little grin Chance was attempting to hide. The elevator screeched and rumbled as it slowly crept upwards. After a few torturous moments, the metal beast lurched to a stop and Chance bent down to pull the gate up, holding it up for her again. She started to shoulder past him with an irritated glare and stopped completely still as her eyes took in the view.
    Gorgeous cherry wood floors stretched the large open space.  The lighting was artfully designed to be a living entity of the room, highlight ing sepia photographs along the parchment colored walls. The pictures were all haunting shots of lone trees in the fog, austere buildings with gorgeously warm architecture, and one showing the back of a woman standing in a field, wind blowing her hair. They all had a common theme: isolation.
    She gaped back at Chance, who seemed to squirm just a bit under her gaze. He moved nervously around her and dropped h is keys in a little bowl on a marble topped table by the elevator door. “Well, make yourself at home. I better grab my stuff.” He hurried to a flight of curving stairs that seemed to lead to a loft.
    Lilith set down her case and slipped off her clicking high heels. Her bare feet felt warm on the rich wood floors as she stalked past a clean and efficient kitchen in warm hues and stainless steel. “So this is your woman snaring pad?” Her voice echoed loudly and after a couple minutes, Chance peeked over the wood railing.
    “You are kidding right?” He quirked an eyebrow and stared down at her. The weight in his eyes almost felt significant somehow. He leaned his elbows against the railing with an easy grace that only confident men ever mastered. “It was a fight to get you in here and you’ve known me for 13 years. If I brought a stranger to this building they’d think I was some kind of serial killer.” After flashing a sarcastic smile he straightened and disappeared again leaving her to laugh softly.
    Her fingers ran over a soft sage green blanket laid over the back