A shout sounded behind her. As the echo rang loud over the thunderous pounding in her ears, Paelo skittered sideways, his mane wrenched from her grasp and she slammed to the ground as he took off across the clearing.
“Hold!” Her harsh command brought the stallion to an edgy halt. Scrambling to her feet, she made it halfway to his side when a brutal force struck from behind. Arms banded around her chest as the ground rushed up at an alarming rate.
Air whooshed from her lungs on impact. She lay dazed for a few seconds, desperately gasping for air. The man grabbed her shoulder to flip her onto her back. Any breath she’d managed to drag into her lungs seized in her chest at the sight of the dark, menacing figure looming above.
“Get off me!” She kicked and thrashed, and tried to scratch any part of him she could. “You’ll never get away with this, people know where I am!”
“If you would—”
Her knee connected near his groin, and his grunt of pain made her double her efforts.
“Damn it—knock it off.”
With a low growl, he captured her wrists to pin her arms above her head. Then he covered her body with his, his weight pressing her into the cold earth from chest to ankle.
His face lowered, his nose barely an inch from hers as her chest heaved from exertion and the weight of his body on hers. She gulped back fear to find herself staring into the most startling pair of eyes she’d ever seen. Light brown, gold around the irises, framed by thick, dark lashes.
Annoyed determination flashed in those eyes, an instant reminder of her vulnerable position. He’d walked into her camp with a gun, tackled her, and now held her completely helpless. She had no idea what he might be capable of—and yet feared just how far he would go.
Moisture burned her eyes, and she closed them so he wouldn’t see her despair. His weight against her chest eased a tiny bit as he dragged her arms down to imprison them alongside her head. She snapped her eyes open to see him leveraging himself on his elbows. It gave her room to breathe, but made her aware of the rest of him covering her body.
No. She would not give up and let him assault her without a fight. Tears evaporated in the heat of anger, and she glared up in defiance. The chilling intensity of those gold-flecked eyes made her swallow hard and think twice. Maybe it would be better if she appeared to be submissive. Catch him off-guard.
She lowered her gaze and caught a flash of gold against the black material of his shirt. Her pulse skipped again as she recognized the National Park Service badge. Sucking in a surprised breath, she jerked her head back up.
“You’re a ranger?”
“Yes,” he bit out. “Now—”
“Oh, thank God.” Relief flooded her body. “You had me scared half to death.”
His eyes narrowed. When she tried to pull her arms free, his iron grip remained firm. Annoyance took the place of anxiety.
“You can let me go now.”
“Not just yet. What’s your name?”
“Brittany Lucas.”
“And exactly what are you doing up here, Brittany Lucas?”
She frowned. “Isn’t that obvious?”
“Sometimes the obvious is too obvious.”
“What?” He’s talking in riddles. “Who are you?”
“I’ll ask the questions. Where’s your permit?”
“Permit?”
“Your park registration.”
“But…I don’t…” Confusion robbed her of words. The ranch had unlimited access to the park. She shifted to relieve the discomfort of his hard body pressing hers into the equally unyielding ground. The cold seeped through her sweatshirt, into her bones.
“You don’t what?” His gaze bore into hers. “Don’t want us to know you’re here, that you’re breaking the law and aiding in the destruction of protected animals?”
The accusation raised her eyebrows. “You think I’m a poacher?”
His lips curled upward with a hint of malice. “A pretty thing like you wouldn’t actually do the killing, but you’re a good diversion.”
She gave a short laugh of disbelief. “Oh, please.”
“You sure ran fast enough.”
“Because I thought you were one.”
“And what do you know about poaching?”
“Only that there have been rumors around town. I swear, I’m just up here camping for the weekend.”
“Right.”
She drew in a breath to hold her rising temper. “Obviously you’re new here. Maybe we should start over. What’s your name?”
“Ranger Morgan.”
He said it as if talking to a child, and she would’ve smiled if he hadn’t still been stretched on top of her. She was becoming aware of things she didn’t want to become aware of. And he’d said she was pretty.
“Well, Ranger Morgan, I would really appreciate it if you’d get off me.”
He didn’t move.
“I am not going to run again,” she promised, hoping her rising desperation sounded more like exasperation. “The only reason I did the first time is because I saw your gun when you were going through my things, and I was afraid you might try to...um...”
Her hesitation seemed to clue him in. His eyebrows drew together as his gaze flicked downward. For a brief moment, his grip tightened on her wrists, then he released her arms and pushed to his feet.
Ignoring his outstretched arm, she stood on her own before brushing off her hands on the seat of her jeans while turning to see Paelo still waiting for her. She called him with a soft command and the stallion moved over to her. Rubbing her palms up along his velvety muzzle, she snuck a glance at the ranger to find him watching her horse with open amazement.
He’d secured his gun in a side holster on his belt, but rested his hand on the butt of the weapon, as if ready to draw at a seconds notice. His gaze shifted back to her, his expression grim once more. “Why are you up here?”
“I thought we covered that already.”
“Let’s assume I choose to believe you’re telling the truth. This is still a restricted area. Permits are required for camping.”
“So you’ve said.” Paelo returned to grazing, so she turned to face the ranger and explain exactly why she didn’t have an individual permit.
He stepped closer, his finger jabbing toward her through the air. “You may think you’re above everyone else, but spoiled little rich girls need to register just like the rest of the common folk.”
She barely kept her mouth from hanging open. Spoiled little rich girls? Screw him. He knew nothing about her. Wasn’t going to either, she decided. Sure, she could tell him the ranch had unrestricted access to the park, but he didn’t believe she was camping, so why would he believe anything else she said?
“Thank you, sir. Now I know for the future.”
“No.” He gave a shake of his head, swept his gaze over her campsite, then turned his glare back on her. “Not good enough. You can’t stay here. You’re going to have to pack up and go.”
Seriously? Casting a pointed glance toward the setting sun, she saw it was partially obscured by a low bank of thick, white clouds that stretched along the horizon. The weatherman had said possibility of light snow, but she didn’t like the look of them any more than she liked Ranger Morgan’s hostile tone.
“It’s too late to leave tonight.”
When she moved to brush past him, his hand clamped on her arm.
“At first light then,” he ground out, clearly annoyed that she was right. “I’ll drag you from your tent if I have to.”
She jerked free, resisting an urge to massage the tingling feeling that remained from his touch. Batting her eyelashes, she gave him a sugary smile just to piss him off. “Surely you wouldn’t disturb my beauty rest?”
“First light,” he repeated through a jaw clenched so tight it was a wonder he got the words out. As he turned away, he muttered what sounded like, “Now I’m a damn baby-sitter.”
Hands fisted on her hips, Britt glared after his retreating back
. Oh, this guy was a piece of work. She’d make sure to be gone before dawn’s early light, and if she was lucky, she wouldn’t run into the jerk again for the rest of the summer.
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