She didn’t know, but tonight she was going to find out one way or another. She shifted the bags in her arms, wishing she’d shopped at a market closer to Jake’s place. Next time she’d know better. She planned to cook dinner at his apartment to surprise him and, once she had him fed and happy, she was going to make him talk to her.

He had no idea what her plans were, but she knew Topaz and John were home. She’d get John to let her into his brother’s apartment. She brushed aside the niggling sense of doubt and guilt that she was invading his space without his permission, but she shrugged it off. If a relationship was going to work between them he had to learn to open up and let her in. Other than the one visit they’d made to his home, they’d spent all their time at her place.

If she were a suspicious woman, she’d wonder why he wanted to keep their lives so separate. But she knew Jake and he was not the kind of man who cheated on a woman. On the other hand, he was the kind of man who was almost fanatical about protecting his privacy.

She turned a corner and sighed with relief when his building came into view. Her purse started to slide down her arm, but she managed to hitch it back up without dropping her grocery bags.

“Let me help you with those.” The voice startled her and she stopped, warily staring at the man who’d appeared in front of her, seemingly from out of nowhere.

“Ivan. What are you doing here?” The last person she’d expected to see was Ivan Gregor. She’d honestly be happy if she’d never laid eyes on him again. Now she’d have to be polite.

“I can take these.” He tugged on one of the bags, but she stubbornly held on.

“No, that’s fine. I can handle them.”

His lips pinched together in a thin line and his eyes narrowed. “I said, I’d take them.”

“And I said no thank you.” Her heart was racing and her palms were sweating. She assured herself there was nothing Ivan could do to her in the middle of a public street, but that didn’t stop her from wishing Jake would come strolling around the corner. The bruises from their last encounter were finally faded and she longed to forget all about Ivan.

She took a step to the right to move around him, but he moved with her, blocking her path. Sapphire swallowed hard and squared her shoulders. Don’t let him see you’re afraid. Bullies thrived on making other people afraid and she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction.

“I feel we didn’t end things on the right note the other night.” Ivan ran his hand absently over his red silk tie. Like the night of their date, he was dressed impeccably in a tailored suit and leather shoes, his hair styled and his nails manicured.

“Apology accepted.” The quicker this was done, the better.

The corners of his mouth turned down. “I have nothing to apologize for.” His face was turning a deep, mottled red. He was barely holding on to his temper. Her tension rose exponentially.

“We’ll have to agree to disagree.” She shifted to the side again, but again he blocked her. Sapphire was beginning to get extremely nervous. The street seemed suddenly empty. Where were all the people? They were virtually alone.

“I don’t think so.” Ivan stepped closer and she took a step back before she could stop herself. He smiled, but it wasn’t a pleasant sight. “I think you should come for a drive with me so we can…talk.” As if by some prearranged signal, a dark sedan with tinted windows rolled up beside them.

Okay, now she was beyond worried. Now she was downright scared. The look in his eyes sent shivers down her spine. If he got her into that car it wouldn’t end well for her.

Sapphire tossed the bags of groceries at Ivan and ran. If she could reach Jake’s home, she could buzz for John. She ignored Ivan’s angry yell and raced toward the stoop, her low heels clicking on the concrete sidewalk.

A heavy hand came down on her shoulder and she was whirled around. She had a moment of deja vu, as it reminded her of the night of their date. Ivan grabbed her arm and started dragging her toward the car. Sapphire dug in her heels and started yelling for help.

Ivan swore and yanked her against his chest, slapping his palm over her mouth. Oh God, he was actually kidnapping her.

“Let her go.” The voice was male and deep, but not one she recognized.

“Stay out of this. My wife is ill. She gets like this when she’s off her medication.”

She couldn’t believe Ivan’s audacity. She shook her head and stared at the stranger, pleading for help. She lifted her legs, letting Ivan take her full weight at once. His grip loosened and she landed on the sidewalk on her butt. Wasting no time, she scuttled away before Ivan could grab her again.

But Ivan wasn’t about to be deterred and lunged for her, only to come up short when the stranger stepped in front of her. Ivan glared at the man. “Get out of my way. You have no idea who you’re fucking with.”

Sapphire inched away, chest heaving, limbs quivering. She had to get to Jake’s place to get help. She eyed the stranger more carefully. He was around six feet tall, broad with short black hair. But it was the way he carried himself that made her take a second look. It was familiar somehow.

It was like Jake, and John for that matter. This man had to be military or former military.

“No, I don’t think you have any idea who you’re fucking with, Gregor.”

Ivan stopped and stared more warily at the man. “Who the hell are you?”

“If I told you, I’d have to kill you.” Sapphire sucked in a breath. She really didn’t think the guy was kidding, nor was he finished. “You’ve got much bigger problems on your hands without bothering the lady here.”

“You don’t tell me what to do.” Ivan was furious, but he was also scared. She could see it in his eyes.

The man shrugged. “Just giving some friendly advice. You can take it or not. Up to you.” It was obvious the man didn’t care one way or the other.

Out of the corner of her eye, Sapphire caught a flash of something. She turned and almost started to cry at the sight of Jake bearing down on them, his long legs eating up the sidewalk. He glanced at her and she realized she was still sitting on the sidewalk. She pushed herself up, her legs trembling. “Hi.”

He ignored her greeting and went straight to Ivan. “You stay away from her.”

The front doors of Ivan’s car opened and two men in dark suits climbed out, both taking up position on either side of him. Ivan squared his shoulders, more at ease with his bodyguards beside him. It reminded Sapphire of a bad movie, and these guys were obviously the muscle.

“I don’t take orders from some bodyguard.” Ivan laughed. “I did some research on you and you’re nothing but a former army bum.”

“Think what you want, but stay away from Sapphire.”

The stranger shifted slightly to the side, moving closer to one of Ivan’s men. There was an air of alertness around Jake and this man that made them dangerous. Sapphire shivered. Jake didn’t even glance in her direction, but somehow he saw it. “Go on up to the house, Sapphire. I’ll be along in a minute.”

One of the bags of groceries was strewn all over the sidewalk. The other was still intact. She grabbed that one and walked as fast as she could to Jake’s place. She pushed on the security buzzer for his brother’s apartment and felt a huge weight lift when John answered. “Yeah.”

“John, it’s Sapphire. You need to come down. There’s trouble.”

No reply, but seconds later, feet pounded down the inside staircase. The door opened and John stepped out, gun in hand. “Get inside.” He ushered her into the foyer and shoved the door shut.

Sapphire set down her purse and bag of groceries and leaned against the door, watching out the window as John approached the group of men. He kept the gun down by his side, mostly hidden from view.

“What’s going on?” Topaz’s heels clicked on the stairs as she hurried toward Sapphire.

She shook her head. If she started talking she’d probably burst into tears. Plus, she didn’t want to take her gaze off the men. She released a deep breath she hadn’t even realized she was holding when Ivan climbed into his car with his goons and left.

Jake spoke to the stranger who’d stopped to help her. Sapphire’s gaze narrowed when the two men did some kind of complicated male handshake. Then John slapped the stranger on the shoulder and said something to him. It was clear that they weren’t strangers. Jake knew the man who’d helped her. A neighbor, maybe?

The stranger left before she could get the door open to thank him. One second he was there, the next he was lost in the growing evening shadows. Jake gathered the spilled groceries, dumping them back into the bag, and then he and John strode back to the building. She wanted to throw herself in his arms, but wanted to be strong. After all, she wasn’t hurt, only scared.

Topaz stood behind her, tapping her toe against the tile entryway floor. “Will someone tell me what is going on?” she demanded as soon as John walked in the door.

“That’s what I want to know.” Jake’s jaw was clenched and she could tell he was angry. “What are you doing here?”

She leaned against the wall, needing the support. “I wanted to surprise you with dinner.” She motioned to the bags with the slightly squished groceries. “Surprise.”

He lowered his head and released a long breath. “It was a surprise, for sure.” Jake raised his head and reached for her with his free arm, tugging her against his chest. He squeezed her so tight she could barely breathe, but she felt safe.

The adrenaline that flooded her system during the confrontation now left her feeling weak and slightly sick to her stomach.