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He looked down at the tangle of barbed wire and felt the blood run hotter than a forest fire in his veins. It was and had always been a part of his duty as a branded man to protect the Duttons, to protect the ranch and everything on the land that belonged to them. To know that someone had done this to Jo’s car, every single goddamn tire, was enough to send him nuclear. “Who the fuck did this!?” He growled, loud but not yelling as to not scare her clear out of her own skin. “You know who the fuck did this!?” His eyes suddenly meet hers. Backlit by fire. Otherworldly in their wrath. “Who’s tryin’ t’hurt you?”
















