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amusement as he turned and sauntered away.
    Mustang let the bubble of laughter pop as she entered the barn. So much for her plans of reconstructing her wall of defense today. She’d be doing good if she managed to keep the Rylon brothers from under her feet until lunchtime.
    “Men are far too much trouble. You know that, Raven?” she asked as she made her way to the stall at the far end of the barn. “You should be proud to be a horse. Sometimes I wish I was instead of merely being named after your breed.” Boy, wouldn’t that solve all her problems? Mares could fuck and leave and wouldn’t be shunned by society. “You’d have your hands full if Kinger had stuck around. Take it from me. I’ve got three men just like Kinger’s daddy biting at my heels and…”
    Mustang trailed off as she reached the stall. The fine hairs on the back of her neck stood on end in warning. She peered over the door, and everything inside her went cold.

Chapter Four
     
    Gunner glanced back at the barn, toying with the idea of following Mustang inside. He’d rather spend the day with her than working on the back spread with his brothers. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, she needed the help. She took far too much of the work around the ranch on herself, spending most of her days on the land and her nights in her office handling the paperwork. Not to mention, he’d love to spend some time alone with her. He didn’t mind sharing her with his brothers, wouldn’t think of having it any other way, but he couldn’t remember the last time he’d gotten more than ten minutes tops of her attention all to himself.
    She had made a point in the past of never allowing that to happen. That past was changing now. She didn’t trust herself alone with him, with any of them. He’d always known that, just as he’d always known eventually they would get through her line of defense, one well-aimed missile at a time.
    “Gunner!”
    The bloodcurdling scream stopped him in his tracks. He spun around and bolted to the barn at breakneck speed. The memory of how they had left her last night, of her waking untied this morning when none of them had anything to do with it, slapped him in the face. He had a flash of icy realization. He never should’ve left her alone.
    Intense training collided with the deep-set need to protect his woman, and he forced himself to slow his steps as he moved soundlessly into the barn. I’m not armed . Why the hell would he be in Horn Hill, Alabama, for Pete’s sake? As a Navy SEAL, he knew he had been born with all the weapons he needed. He’d been trained to take a man down with his bare hands, with the aid of his feet if necessary.
    Raven’s whinny nearly mirrored Mustang’s scream. A loud bang that sounded as if the horse had rammed against the stall wall followed it. Through all the commotion, Gunner heard Mustang yelling into her walkie-talkie.
    “Lucky, I need you at the barn. Hurry, something is wrong with the colt.”
    Though her voice shook with fear, it sounded like music to his ears. He pulled himself from SEAL mode and picked up his pace, reaching the horse’s stall in a matter of strides.
    “What’s wrong?”
    Mustang was struggling to calm a frightened Raven and juggling her walkie-talkie even as she attempted to reach the floor with her free hand, to reach for the colt lying on his side. “The colt. Something is wrong with him.”
    Gunner moved inside the stall, stepping carefully so he didn’t spook Raven any further. “And Raven?”
    “I scared her when I screamed.”
    “You calm her down.” Though he knew her concern was focused on the colt, he also knew she could settle Raven better than anyone. “I’ll see what’s up with this little guy.” He kneeled beside the colt and placed his flattened hand on the colt’s side. “His breathing is erratic. Is this how he was when you walked in?”
    “Calm down, girl. I’m sorry I frightened you.”
    Gunner waited as Mustang continued to