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own and not screw up this time. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled them toward the couch. But wait, he needed to check on the locksmith. Heaven forbid the guy took off before calling the cops, and he didn’t need the cops pestering him about the murders.
    Shit!
    He pushed Hannah back at arm’s length. “We can’t right now.”
    She licked her lips, nodding uncertainly. “You’re right. Sorry.” She retreated to the couch, and redness filled her cheeks.
    He didn’t want to her to feel rejected, but he needed to focus on the issue at hand. Checking the peephole, he saw the locksmith kneeling on the ground, still gripping the gun in his lap.
    Ian’s neighbor, Todd, shuffled into view. “Excuse me, sir? Excuse me?”
    The locksmith blinked as if coming around from a bad dream. He frowned as if he didn’t know how he’d gotten there before realization surged through his eyes. He tossed the gun on the floor and crawled away from the two dead guards. “Oh, no, what have I done?” He shivered and kept scooting away until he was out of sight.
    “Just stay calm. Everything will be okay.” Todd didn’t look convinced. “I already called for an ambulance. You’re going to be fine.”
    Just as long as the cops didn’t bother him, Ian would be peachy. But if they did come around, he didn’t want it to seem like he was home. Ian glanced over at Hannah, who started rocking herself back and forth on the couch. Maybe Bernard’s close proximity was affecting her, since the gnome was still throwing around power.
    Ian needed to do something with Bernard’s little house. He’d put it in the room he used for working out on the other side of the apartment. That should keep the toxic power away from her.
    Grabbing it, he strained a little at carrying the weight of it and the gnome, but he managed to get the box into the weight room before feeling as if he’d gotten a hernia. He walked back to Hannah and slumped on the couch next to her. Faint patterns wriggled at the edge of his vision again. Squeezing his eyes closed, he hoped it would stop. But knew it wouldn’t.
    Hannah’s hand landed on his, and he stared at her. Her expression was a little distant, but concern peeked through in her eyes.
    Hannah leaned closer to Ian. Her head had finally cleared a little from the horrible thoughts that had plagued her. Then again, what had Ian said about the gnome? He brought out negative emotions in others? Caused suicide? Yeah, seemed about right. She shook her head and straddled his thighs.
    The feeling of his lips had stirred up passion long dormant within her. They’d never made it to sex during their former relationship, but regardless of the horrible events that had occurred outside, she just couldn’t stop herself from wanting him. Needing him.
    What was to come for them? Who knew if the people after them would succeed? She could only hope not. Because now that she’d found her way back into Ian’s life, she didn’t want to leave again.
    Ian stared up at her and ran his fingertips over her shoulders and down her arms until he settled his palms on her hips. She smiled at the pleasure radiating through her body, although she couldn’t wait to feel his touch in other places.
    She cradled his head, feeling his soft, short hair against her hands. She dipped her lips and kissed him deeply, enjoying his mouth on hers and basking in the feel of him so close to her.
    His hands tightened on her waist and tugged her closer to the hard bulge inside his jeans. He moved his warm fingers up her shirt. Excitement coursed through her as his hands traveled across her skin ever so slowly. A moan rose within her as he brushed his palms over her breasts.
    She ground herself against him in retribution. He closed his eyes and squeezed her breasts before flicking his thumbs over the nipples.
    Rustling and thumping sounded from the other room. “Ah, I hear sex! Are you two getting it on without me there to WATCH? Damn you,” Bernard