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 out here prowling,” she said, nearly spitting at Jace.
Was she calling him a beast? He almost chuckled. As he stared down at her face and the display of skin, he realized she had one hell of a body. This reaction bothered him. He avoided women all the time. He barely socialized, and when he did, he was filled with nastiness.
“You have a license to carry this?” Beck asked, holding her gaze.
“Yes, I do have a license to carry it.”
“Do you know how to use it?” Beck pushed.
“Yes, I do, want me to show ya?” she asked, filled with spunk. She pushed against Jace’s hold on her and Jace looked at Beck.
“Let her up. We’ll get to the bottom of this immediately,” he said.
When Jace let her up, stood, and offered her his hand, she slapped it away, turned to the left, and jumped up. She had a great ass, too. Damn, who was this woman?
She held out her hand to Beck. “Gun, please,” she demanded.
“Not yet. I need to confirm you have a license to carry.”
Her mouth gaped open. “Confirm I have a license to carry? What about him? How do I know he has a license to carry that? He came at me first.”
“You’re dressed all in black running through my woods on my property,” Jace stated firmly, stepping toward her. She didn’t retreat, but stepped closer and pointed at him.
“I was protecting myself. I don’t know who the hell you are, so if you pull a gun on me, then I pull one on you. Be happy I didn’t pull the trigger.”
“No, you be happy I didn’t pull the trigger and blow your pretty little head off,” he snapped back.
“Be happy neither of you pulled the trigger, because neither of you are enemies or criminals. Jesus, someone could have been shot or hurt badly,” Beck intervened as the voice of reason.
/> Jace stared at her and she stared right back with attitude. He should have walked away right then, but he couldn’t. Those damn eyes and that body. Shit, his dick was so fucking hard. He was completely turned on right now.
“I’m calling the sheriff to confirm your license to carry.”
“What about him?”