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The man in the ski mask fled.

Seth watched two of the bull riders go after him. He gritted his teeth against the renewed throbbing in his leg and lifted his head to find Tonya headed toward him, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Bruises had already started to form on her throat, and rage ignited within him as Seth deduced what had happened. The man had broken in to her motor home with the intention of killing her.

Just like he’d tried to do four years ago.

Seth reached for her, and she stumbled into his arms to collapse against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, balancing himself and her on his good leg. “Shh,” he whispered against her ear. “It’s all right. He’s gone.”

She clung to him a moment, her shoulders shaking, not making a sound. But he could feel the warmth of her tears soaking through his shirt. He held her, tried to offer her the comfort and safety she so desperately needed to feel.

She finally stirred and brushed a hand across her wet cheeks. “Are you all right? Your leg?” she whispered.

His heart shuddered. She was concerned about him when she’d been almost killed? He simply nodded. “I’m fine.”