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her hands on the desk, leaning forward. “No, but I want the decision to be mine, not because people,” she looked pointedly at all of the men, “made the decision for me.”
    Harm crossed his arms over his hard chest and stared at her, a muscle popping in his jaw.
    Ty coughed. “Um, is there something I’m missing here?”
    Jena straightened and smoothed a hand over her hair. “No. I just want to see the ranch, but after the forty-five minute trip from the airport yesterday, my rental car died. I haven’t been in my room long enough to see if they’d called me back yet. Can I use your rental?”
    “I don’t have one. Colt picked me up and we’re meeting Mace and Cade for drinks in an hour.” Her brother glanced at his watch, then pressed his lips together in a thin line. Oh, boy. He was pissed too. Served him right for assuming she’d just sign the ranch away without asking her. Darn autocratic men. All her life men have been making decisions for her. First her dad until his death, then Ty took over with this whole property thing and now Harm expecting her to sign, no questions asked. It’s about time they saw this girl has a mind of her own.
    As she and her brother stared each other down, Harm’s calm voice cut through their battle of wills. “I’ll take you to Sally’s place.”
    Jena met his gaze. “I’ll rent a car.”
    “Storm’s brewing.” Harm jerked his head toward the window. “If you’re going to head out there, you’ll want to beat it.”
    Jena followed his line of sight. The sky had turned black and menacing, threatening rain. She debated his offer. She really wanted to see Sally’s ranch again. It had been twenty years. And the storm was getting closer by the minute.
    Her brother sighed. “Go on, Jena, let Mr. Steele—”
    “Harm.”
    “…Harm take you to Sally’s ranch, get this out of your system, and get back here to sign the papers.”
    “Fine.” Jena grabbed her purse and eyed all three men. “But I’m not promising anything.”
    Harm turned on his heel and walked out. She followed, almost running to keep up with him. How had her best fantasy personified turn into her enemy so quickly?
    As the elevator descended to the garage, she chanced a glance his way. He stared straight ahead, not once looking at her. That didn’t sit well with Jena at all. Thirty minutes ago the man had had his hand down her swimsuit. Not to mention the fact he’d given her the best damn orgasm she’d ever had. And that was with his hand. She could only imagine how the rest of him would feel against her.
    She clamped her legs to stop the ache that had started at her wayward thoughts. It looked like they wouldn’t be continuing where they left off earlier, but she’d be damned it she’d let him give her the cold shoulder either.
    When they entered the garage, she grabbed his arm, pulling him up short. Harm looked purposefully at her hand and then met her gaze with an impassive one.
    “Hey, it’s not personal, Harm.”
    He turned to her, his expression shuttered. “That land should belong to me. I’m offering a fair price for it, and you’re standing in my way.”
    She let go of his arm. “For some reason I can’t fathom, Sally left the ranch to Ty and me. The least one of us can do is go see it one last time. Can you understand that?”
    He considered her for a moment, and then gave a curt nod before he walked toward his red Ford truck. Unlocking her side, he helped her into the cab and shut the door before climbing into the truck himself. Removing his hat and cell phone, he placed them on the seat between them then met her gaze. “It’ll take us about thirty minutes to get to Sally’s place. I’m hoping we’ll beat the storm.”
    While Harm drove, Jena surreptitiously studied his strong profile. The man was just too good-looking for words. Why in the world wasn’t he wearing a ring on his finger? Well, he was already pissed at her. No better time than the present to find out.