One Night Stand by Parker Kincade Read Free Book Online

them, “I mean all three of you.”
    “What do you mean taking off like that?” Caleb’s voice was deadly calm and right to the point.
    Amanda let out a dramatic sigh. “I’m twenty-seven years old, Cay. Jeez, get a grip.”
    “I don’t give a good goddamn how old you are. You can’t just take off without telling anyone where you’re going. And by anyone,” he sneered, “I mean the three of us.”
    “You didn’t seem to have any trouble finding me,” she snapped back. “What the hell is your deal anyway?”
    “Everything okay, slugger?”
    Shit shit shit.
    Amanda spun to Joe as he walked into the kitchen. He immediately stole her breath. His hair was sleep-tousled and hung just slightly over his forehead. The button of his jeans was undone, and they rode low on his hips. His bare chest rippled as he reached out and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. Images from earlier bombarded her. His cock in her mouth, his head between her thighs, his tongue buried deep inside her. She bit back a groan as she felt her nipples harden. She could feel the warmth of her skin heating to a bright red.
    Great. Blushing. Hard nipples. Naked under her robe with the interrogation brigade standing behind her. Perfect.
    “Slugger?” Brandon.
    “Did he just call you slugger?” Alec.
    “Jesus Christ, Sterling. What the fuck are you doing here?”
    “Caleb!” She whirled on him.
    “Don’t start with me, Amanda,” Caleb said. “I’m not in the mood.”
    “Like I give a shit about your mood when you bust into my house bellowing like I’m one of your trainees or something.”
    “ Our house, kitten. Not yours ,” he pointed out, using the pet name he’d given her as a child. “And why the hell did this man just call you slugger?” He jabbed his finger toward Joe.
    Joe leaned in. “Um, Mandy, is there something I should know here?” His gaze never left Caleb. “You said you weren’t married.”
    She heard snickering coming from the table as she turned back to Joe. “God, no.” She placed a hand on his chest and let his warmth seep into her. “My brothers,” she whispered, rolling her eyes so only he could see. “This house belonged to our parents.”
    “Ah, good news then.” He gave her a sexy smile. He nodded at Alec and Brandon, blatantly ignoring Caleb. “Joe Sterling. Friend of Mandy’s.”
    Caleb narrowed his eyes on him. “ Mandy’s? I’ll repeat, what the fuck are you doing here, Sterling?”
    Joe gave him a tight smile, but Amanda could feel the aggression coming off them in waves.
    Amanda turned a glare on Caleb. “Will you be civil?” she hissed. “Wait.” She glanced at Joe and back at Caleb. “You two know each other?”
    Caleb ignored her question. “You mind telling us what you think you’re doing here, Mandy ? Without a word to your family that you were taking off? Wait, don’t answer that.” He perused her from head to toe. “It’s obvious what you’ve been doing here.”
    This time, she let them see her eyes roll. She knew from experience that there’d be no reasoning with Caleb when he was this riled up. Continuing the argument would be absolutely pointless and probably just piss him off worse. Which was exactly why she kept going.
    “Fuck off, Caleb. Jesus, I’m a grown woman. How many women have you had in your bed this week? Or you?” She turned to Alec, who raised his hands in mock surrender. “Or you?” She looked pointedly at Brandon, who was studying the wood grain in the table. She crossed her arms over her chest. “Don’t you think you’re overreacting just a little?”
    “Overreacting?” Caleb laughed. “That’s rich coming from you. Your boyfriend dumps you and not a week later you’re fucking some stranger you just met.” His hand came down on the counter with a loud crack. “When, Amanda? Last night?”
    She cringed.
    Joe snaked a protective arm around her waist, offering his silent support.
    “That’s enough, Caleb,” Brandon warned. Alec