Garrett waited until the elevator doors closed, making sure that no one got on with them, before he turned on Hannah.
Hannah saw the look in his eyes and immediately started walking backwards. When her back hit the coolness of the paneling of the elevator, she knew she was in trouble. "We shouldn't do this," she whispered.
"Do what?" he asked, the hungry look absorbing every part of her body.
"This. In public."
"Do you see anyone else around?" he asked as he advanced on her. He felt like a hunter stalking his prey. In a few strides, he was close enough so that his body almost touched hers, but not quite. One hand slapped against the paneling next to her head, the other hung loosely at his side. "Am I making you nervous?" He heard her sharp intake of breath.
"No," Hannah answered as sh
