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a few days—just camp out, live off the land, and be free. He sure as shit hadn’t expected to see that someone was living in the cottage next door. He’d seen the compact car and a few empty boxes at the bottom of the driveway near garbage pails, indicating someone had moved in. He wondered who, but he hadn’t spoken to his brothers yet. In fact, Jace knew that Beck went out for a run earlier, too, and he thought he might see him on the trail. It was early, and the sunrise and the darkness in the woods gave Jace an eerie feeling. His senses were still so trained and in tune to every sound that, when he heard the breaking of branches, he went on alert.
    He saw someone in the distance through the thick brush, and it wasn’t Beck. The person was dressed in black hood, too, and he wondered if it was a thief trying to sneak onto the property and steal something. He heard about some tools and personal items being taken on other ranches closer to town.
    The person wasn’t really paying attention, and as they rounded the corner of the brush, he jumped out. “Who are you?” he yelled.
    The woman screamed.
    A woman? Jace thought to himself. Then, she reached back and pulled out a gun. Instinctively, he did the same. They stared at one another, pointing. She was breathing heavily, and despite him scaring the hell out of her, she held the weapon like a pro.
    “Who are you?” he demanded as they slowly moved in a circle, never letting their guns down.
    “Who the fuck are you ?” she replied with an attitude and a thick New York accent.
    “Put the gun down before you hurt yourself,” he said to her, despite thinking she held the weapon like she knew how to shoot. Her lip lifted slightly.
    “Put your gun down and identify yourself before I put a bullet in you,” she said to him.
    He chuckled. The woman had guts. She didn’t know who she was dealing with, though.
    “Who are you and what are you doing on my land?” he asked. Her eyes widened and then she started to lower the gun.
    “Your property?” she questioned, and he made his move. He knocked her gun away and had her pinned on the ground underneath him with the barrel of his gun pointed under her chin. He held her firmly, and he could feel how well-endowed she was—and fit, too.
    She parted her lips, looking shocked, and he couldn’t help but smirk smugly.
    “You always run through these woods dressed in black and carrying a Glock?” he asked.
    She clenched her teeth as she spoke. “Yes, I do, in preparation for men like you who are carrying, too, and may want to assault a woman just out for a morning run,” she snarled at him.
    He was insulted that she would think he could assault her, and he lifted up slightly, pulling the gun away. She made her move and wound up on top of him gripping his wrists. He rolled her to the right, and they did that several times. She was pretty good, but not good enough. He slammed her back down and held her wrists above her head. That was when he heard his brother yelling.
    He looked to the right and saw Beck running toward them. A glance down at the very angry blonde with gorgeous blue eyes and her toned belly showing, since her top was lifted, made his cock instantly hard. Her eyes widened, and he wanted to say something cool, but nothing came to mind.
    “Jesus, get off of her. She’s our new tenant in the cottage,” Beck stated, grabbing his brother’s arm and pushing the gun away.
    He held her hands above her head as she stared at both of them. He put his gun behind him in the holster on his back and then lifted his grip slightly.
    “She didn’t identify herself and pulled a gun on me,” he said to Beck. Beck reached down and got Valentina’s gun off the ground.
    “You were carrying?” he questioned, squinting at her. It seemed his brother wasn’t so worried about Jace restraining her now.
    “Yes, I carry. I’m out in the middle of the woods running at five thirty in the damn morning. Any animal or beast could be