Sandpipers' Secrets by Jade Archer Read Free Book Online

exhaustion. He didn’t want his boss thinking he was weak or some sort of pathetic loser that couldn’t even hack the first few weeks in a new job.
    Lark crossed the room with a slight frown of worry on his face and reached out to touch his arm.
    Brody nearly moaned when he felt Lark’s small hand caress his forearm, stroking over the light covering of hairs there and sending warmth coursing through him.
    Even after two weeks Brody was still having a disturbingly powerful reaction to the man. At first he thought it was because he hadn’t been laid in so long. Now he wasn’t so sure.
    Just when Brody had almost managed to get his reaction under control enough to start speaking without embarrassing himself, Zak walked into the room. Brody could have cursed in frustration. Were they trying to kill him here? What was it about these two men that got him all hot and bothered and sent blood pumping straight to his overeager cock every time? He couldn’t be in the same room with the two of them without popping wood. It was an eternal source of embarrassment and a constant worry that they would figure him out and toss him out the door—with Zak’s extra large boot mark on his ass.
    Zak frowned at him, and Brody’s thoughts turned to how it must look, the way Lark was touching him.
    He took a hasty step away from Lark, afraid the bigger man was about to take issue with the contact.
    “Hey! Brody are you all right?” Zak asked.
    He was concerned about me, not what we were doing. Fuck, this is making me crazy!
    Brody was glad he hadn’t made an idiot of himself trying to explain the innocence of Lark’s actions. It wasn’t as if he could claim the same innocent feelings towards either man, but he didn’t ever want them to figure that out.
    Brody answered Zak’s question by nodding his head absently. He was making an idiot of himself. Why would Zak feel threatened by him? There was just no comparison between the two of them. The man was gorgeous. A walking sex god! No way would he ever be a threat to him physically. And he had seen the way Lark looked at the man, too. He adored Zak. They shared heated glances and long, loving stares.

    Suddenly, Brody had to get out. He wasn’t ready to analyse the way he was feeling right now, but he was pretty certain it had a lot to do with that nasty little green eyed monster called jealously. Trouble was he wasn’t sure who he was more jealous of, Zak or Lark. He had the sinking feeling it might be both.
    Either way, he hated the feeling. He liked Lark and Zak. They were good people. Nice. Generous.
    Sexy…Fuck!
    “I…ahh…I’m fine,” Brody stammered, stepping away from both men, not quite able to met their eyes.
    “I-I have to go. I’ll see you both tomorrow.”
    “Brody—” Lark started to call out to him, but Zak cut him off.
    “Okay, Brody. We’ll see you tomorrow.”
    Brody didn’t hang around long enough to hear what Lark said to Zak. He hustled out of the room. He really wasn’t ready to hear the two of them talking about him—questioning his strange behaviour, wondering if he was going to be able to keep up and do the job. Brody was determined that he would.
    He just had to prove it to everyone, including himself.
    As he pushed his way through the kitchen doors, Brody saw the rest of the staff collecting their stuff and filing out the door underRio ’s watchful eyes. Brody shook his head. The man acted like a prison warder.
    And wasn’t that just a blast from the past.
    “Come on, Brody,”Rio commanded. An impatient prison warder.
    As Brody trudged wearily over to follow the others out, he compulsively checked his coat pocket for his wallet. He felt his heart stutter in his chest when his hand met only the cool, smooth, and empty lining of his jacket.
    Oh, shit, I have to go back.He must have been so preoccupied with making sure Lark and Zak didn’t notice his hard-on as he got away from them as fast as possible, that he hadn’t heard his wallet fall