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rocks than grass and the log cabin.
    “Quaint,” she finally commented as Jake unlocked the door. 
    He set their bags on the floor and disarmed the alarm system.  No one may know about this place, but that didn’t mean he took chances. 
    Sierra move d into the den.  The room wasn’t that large with the kitchen directly behind.  Two bedrooms and a bathroom completed the house, except for a small enclosed porch that held a washer, dryer and a freezer.
    The center piece of the den was a large brick fireplace and hearth. 
    She turned to look at him and crossed her arms beneath her breasts. “So this is home.”
    His gaze went unbidden directly to those small firm globes again.  Her nipples pushed against the cotton tank top, a reaction he supposed to the cool air coming from the ceiling fan above her head.  
    He looked away quickly and nodded.  “When I’m in the states.”
    She walked to the brown leather sofa, running her hand over the back as she moved behind , stroking it lovingly, like she might stroke a lover .   Jake had to grit his teeth.     
    “You really are a loner.  You don’t work with a partner, you don’t socialize with any of the other agents and you live up here in the mountains about as isolated as you can get when you’re not on assignment.” 
    She stopped and looked at him.  He walked to stand at the other end of the sofa , trying to keep his thoughts off of her hands, her breasts and all her other enticing body parts .  He did however wish she’d remove the blue contacts she wore.  Not that there was anything wrong with blue eyes. After all, it was the color of his.  But he liked her brown eyes.  They matched her dark hair and slightly exotic features.
    “When you only have yourself to worry about, life is simpler.”
    She tilted her head, her gaze as searching as a heat seeking missile.  “Ah…there’s a story there, I bet.” Before he could respond , she turned.  “So, are you going to call Trent or should I?”
    Jake ran a hand over his face.  “I’ll call him.”
    Their boss was not going to be happy with what he had to tell him.  Dammit!  He wished he’d been able to keep Danie l from getting killed. 
    “Then is there some place I can freshen up?”
    He nodded and picked up her bag.  The bathroom sat in the hall between the two bedrooms.  “This is the only bathroom.  It’s stocked with towels, so help yourself .”  He set her bag down in front of her and pointed to the bedroom on the right.  “You can sleep in there.”
    “Thanks,” she said and hoisted the bag into her arms.  “I think I’ll take a shower.”
    She turned and walked into the bathroom, pushing the door shut behind her. 
    Just the thought of her naked beneath the warm spray was enough to make sweat pop out on Jake’s forehead.
    He was going to have to get a handle on his lust.   She was everything he did not need in a woman and besides , h e didn’t have time to indulge .  Even if he did, he wasn’t sure that having sex with Sierra wouldn’t kill him.
    He walked into his bedroom.  S itting on the bed , he picked up the phone and dialed Trent’s private line. Dread laced through his stomach as he thought of what he had to say.
    Trent answered on the third ring.  “Trent Browning.”
    “It’s Jake .”  He ran a hand over his face.  “Daniel Matheson ’s dead.”
    The line was quiet a moment and he could picture his friend’s face.  Trent might be a big man, but he had a heart of gold.  He would take the loss of one of his men harder than anyone.  “Damn it all to hell,” his friend and boss finally said. Jake figured he wanted to say much worse.  “ Sierra?”
    “She’s okay.  She’s with me in the mountains.”
    Trent sighed with relief.  “What happened?”
    “They met with Diaz’s right hand man.  He got a call while they were there, but the meeting continued.  They ca me back to the bungalow and were ambushed.”  Jake paused a moment,