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down there, trying to snatch an Anderson. She glanced at him, sexy as hell as he drove. She didn’t want to hand out too many compliments to Jake. He knew what he looked like. And he was even hotter than his brother as far as Tia was concerned.
    “Paul’s fraternal. There’s a family resemblance, but Paul looks more like my two older brothers. Only Aaron and I look alike.”
    “Do people mistake you for him?”
    “Not yet. I’m sure once he’s finished with this film he’s doing, I’ll have to change something. Hair, contacts. Not sure what. He’ll get me killed one of these days.”
    She didn’t want that. But she did want to know more about him, so she asked, “Did you ride bulls when you lived on the ranch? Or is that a stupid question?”
    “Ranches have bulls. I rode one once, at the local rodeo to impress a girl.”
    “Was she impressed?”
    He shot her a shit-eating grin. “Yep. Never rode another bull, though I liked a good saddle bronc when I was younger. But I was happiest just riding the fence line. Chasing a stray. Doing chores. I loved it.” He sounded…wistful.
    “Why did you leave?”
    He tensed—ever so hard to detect, but Tia saw it in the corners of his mouth and the way he gripped the steering wheel a little tighter. “I turned eighteen. That’s what you do when you turn eighteen. I went to college, then into the Air Force as a pilot. We had a plane I used to fly at the ranch. My dad taught me before he died.”
    “So why a spy and not a pilot of some sort?”
    He shrugged, but the tension faded and he was completely at ease again. “I don’t know. I hate commercial flights, you can’t dog fight the plane next to you, and those pokey jets sure as hell can’t do any of the combative maneuvers of an F-15. But sometimes, they still let me fly, and it’s enough.”
    “Yeah?” As adventurous as the man was in bed, she doubted she wanted to get into a plane of any sort with him if he were at the controls.
    “I took Chase up last year. He fired me on the first barrel roll, and then his language got progressively worse until I finally got sick of it and hit enough G’s to make him pass out.”
    “That’s horrible!”
    “He’s a big boy.” Jake gave her a cocky smile. “You’ll figure out his mind games soon, and you’ll wish I had dumped him off over the ocean somewhere.”
    “Has he ever been home with you?” She wanted to ask about Kate but didn’t dare.
    “He’s been quite a few times—never Kate, though. I don’t bring women home. He’s been home to Texas with me, too. It’s fun to watch him ride, because his need for control puts him at constant war with the horse, instead of just going with the flow, you know? Poor Jessa—she’s my mare—knows way too many swears because of Uncle Chase. He likes trying to shoot off her back, though. It’s the only way I got him back on after she bucked him off.”
    “You’re a horrible man.” She really didn’t think so, but it didn’t hurt for him to think her offended.
    Innocence didn’t sit well in his eyes—it was way too forced to be believable. “It wasn’t my fault she bucked him off. She didn’t like how much rein he was using. I told him not to do it, but he swore like a sailor at me instead of doing as I told him, and bam . She dumped him.”
    She had a hard time picturing Chase in these situations. She’d had sex with him, once, at the club a few years ago. He had as few limits as she did at that point, and sex with him had scared the hell out of her. Granted, she had pushed for it, and he had given her everything asked for. But he wasn’t any easier to deal with at work.
    Yet somehow, Jake and Chase seemed to have hit it off, and if anyone could get a laugh out of someone as tightly wound as Chase, it would be Jake. And obviously, Jake thought Chase was the bomb as a friend. Too bad for him that friendship seemed at an end.
    Tia looked at Jake. “Can I ask you something?”
    “Sure.”
    “It’s