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three beds, and the bears find the little girl sleeping in baby bear’s bed”
    “She’s no little girl.” This woman was a man’s dream come true.
    “Come on,” Jon exasperated. “It’s so clear. You’re the papa bear,
Jordan
’s the momma bear, and I’m the baby bear.”
    “Hey! Why do I have to be the momma bear?”
Jordan
complained.
    Jon continued, “This woman has golden locks, and we have the ability to shift into bears. While we were at the stream, in the woods , she stumbled upon our bunker and came inside. She tried the beef stew we left out on the table, and ate all of mine. She sat in all our office chairs, and broke mine. Now she’s sleeping in my bed. And I guess I should tell you both, your bedspreads are wrinkled.”
    “It’s just a coincidence.” Jack gently tugged the covers away. Her hands were dirty and scratched, and bruises marred the skin on her arms and legs. “She’s probably a very lost hiker. And we need to get her out of here before the local authorities come looking for her.”
    “Oriana Ricci,”
Jordan
read off a laminated card, then gestured to the pile of tattered clothes. “I found this in her pocket. She’s a pilot.”
      “Do you think she has a plane nearby? Do you think she crashed?”
    “Her plane might be near, but I don’t believe she crashed.”
Jordan
’s gaze roamed over. “She’d be in far worse condition than this, and there would’ve been some indication if a plane had crashed in the area. We would have heard or felt an explosion, seen or smelled smoke. Plus, we monitor the radio chatter. There’s been no mention of a mayday coming in, of a plane going down, the need to form a search and rescue party, or even the mention of a plane missing.”
    “Lost hiker or lost pilot? What’s your theory?”
    “Pilot. Plane malfunctioned, she was forced to land. Radio is out, and she got lost looking for help. No one’s reported her missing yet.”
    So she had a plane. All the easier. They would help her get back to it. The faster she was out of their lives, the better for them all.
    “Hey, lady. Wake up,” Jack said, poking her arm. “We’re going to take you back to your plane.”
    “What are you doing?” Jon bit out.
    “What does it look like?”
    “Even if you can wake her, she’s in no condition to fly.”
    “Fine, she can stay here and rest.” Jack poked her again. “But we still need to know where the plane is so we can fix it and send her on her way, preferably before someone sends a search party looking for her.”
    And more importantly, he needed to know how much of a security threat she was. How lost was she? Or if she wanted, could she find her way back to their bunker to pay them a visit at a later date?
    “You don’t have to be a dick about it,” Jon muttered, nudging Jack and Jordan out of the way. “Move. I’ll wake her up.”
    When Jon knelt beside the bed and gently took one of her hands in his,
Jordan
chuckled. “What are you going to do, prince charming? Kiss her awake?”
    Jon scowled. “No, you ass.”
    Jack lifted one hand in a gesture of impatience. “Whatever you’re going to do, just get on with it.”
    Jon used his free hand to smooth the hair away from the woman’s face before lowering his lips to her ear like a lover trying to rouse his partner after a night of passion. “Oriana, honey, wake up.”
    She whimpered softly.
    “Oriana? Please wake up for me.”
    Her eyelids fluttered open for a brief moment, then fell close again. “Jonathan,” she whispered.
    Jack felt his jaw go slack. How in the hell did she know his brother’s name? Did she know them?
    “Are you okay?” the youngest asked.
    “Tired. Cold,” she mumbled.
    Jon pulled the covers back over her body.
    She snuggled deeper into them. “Sorry. Your bed.”
    “It’s okay, I don’t mind.”
    “Didn’t think you would.” Though her eyes remained closed, a small smile touched her lips. “The nice one. The fun brother and...” she