Too Grand for Words (BookStrand Publishing Romance) by Natasza Waters Read Free Book Online

kitten on the market, aren’t I?”
    “You’re not bad for an old girl,” Marcus said, leaning over her shoulder.
    “Get out of here, you,” she growled at him with a mock scowl. “The confirmed bachelor here thinks he knows it all about love.”
    “Hey, I’m just having fun. The girls are right, you should enjoy when you’re here. Viva Las Vegas, Moira, remember?”
    “So is everyone ready?” Callie chirped, throwing her pack to the ground, her sweet young face and red hair shining in the morning light.
    “Yes, my dear. Nice to see you didn’t sleep in for a change,” Moira chided. “When did you get in last night anyway? I didn’t hear you.”
    “That’s because I just woke up in some hot guy’s bed two hours ago,” Callie boasted, swinging her locks over her shoulder.
    She wondered what Steven would think when he caught sight of Callie’s youthful beauty and spunky charm, not to mention her open view on sexuality.
    “Our matriarch met a guy last night, too,” Sasha said, raising her eyebrows quickly a couple times. “His name’s Steven, right?”
    She nodded. “Steven Porter. He seems like a nice enough man.”
    “Good God, look at that guy,” Callie said, ogling someone behind her. “Are they having the hottest guy convention in town or something?”
    “Holy mighty men,” Mandy exclaimed, gawking at someone.
    She slowly turned around to see Steven parking a convertible across the driveway from them. He jumped out and approached them, smiling warmly when he caught her eye.
    “Holy crap,” Marcus said under his breath. “Do you know what kind of car that is?”
    Callie’s eyes rounded. “Expensive?”
    “Friggin’ right expensive. It’s a Mercedes-Benz
SLR
McLaren 722.” All the women turned with interest to look at Marcus. “It costs like half a million friggin’ dollars.”
    “Well,” Steven said, “I see the Canadian Coast Guard has invaded.” He gave them all a friendly nod, then turned his heart-melting smile on her. “Good morning, Moira.”
    Callie planted her hands on her hips. “You got that right, gorgeous. Are you Steven?”
    “Yuh,” he said absently, not taking his eyes off Moira.
    “I’m Marcus, and nice car,” he drawled.
    Steven broke his gaze reluctantly and shook Marcus’s hand. “Hey, Marcus, nice to meet you. So, is everyone here?”
    “Looks like,” Moira said, pulling her gaze from his sizzling body. “This is Mandy.” Mandy’s face cracked into what they all called “the Mandy smile” that everyone came to eventually know and love.
    “Nice to meet you, Steven.” Mandy blushed all the way to her hairline.
    He gave her a friendly grin and shook her hand. “Nice to meet you, too, Mandy.”
    Moira looked at her with amusement. She didn’t know Mandy could actually go that shade of red. No doubt he had that effect on women no matter where he went. He’d probably used it to get every woman he could between his sheets, too.
    “Where’s Patti?” Mandy asked. She backed up a step and bumped into Patti. “Hey, you finally got out of the shower, awesome.”
    “Yuck, yuck,” Patti said, giving her a cuff. “Hi, Steven, I’m Patti.”
    Steven offered a warm hello and then looked at Marcus. “Five women, not bad, friend.”
    “What can I say, old man?” Marcus scoffed.
    Steven’s brows lifted with humor. “Old man, huh?”
    She gave Steven an “I told you I can’t protect you look,” laughing at his expression. “‘Old man’ is slang for the captain of a ship. He’s not referring to your age, I think,” she warned, glaring at Marcus with a scowl for him to behave.
    “Well, coming from your twenty-five-year-old perspective, I guess I might seem old,” he said, sizing Marcus up.
    “How the hell did you know I’m twenty-five?” Marcus gawked.
    Steven gave a quick jerk of his head and put his arm out for Moira to take.
    “How’d he know?” Marcus asked, looking at Mandy with a cocked head.
    “Everyone can tell you’re a