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her forehead. “And you need to rest because I promise you, we aren’t done.”
    She closed her eyes and relaxed. “That scar looks like whoever had the knife meant to gut you.” She snuggled deeper into his arms. “I’m very glad they weren’t successful.”
    He chuckled as he felt her go limp. “Me too, Mandy. Me too.”
    He gazed at her as she slipped off to sleep. She was beautiful, there was no doubt about that. Her curls were soft against the pillow, her lips swollen and pouty from his kisses, her cheeks still flushed. He stroked his hand over her slender waist, coming to rest on the flare of her hip. He hadn’t shared anyone’s bed for a long time, but never in his life had he experienced the pleasure this woman had given him. He loved the feel of her hands on his body. He loved the way she’d come undone in his arms. He loved the way she’d lost herself in him, turning doubt and insecurity into bold temptation.
    He’d followed her because she intrigued him. Now he wasn’t sure one night would be enough. Now he wasn’t sure he could ever get enough. He pulled her closer and closed his eyes as he contemplated the deep need that settled in his chest.
    He didn’t know how long he’d been out when he came to the awareness that they weren’t alone in the house. He frowned at the clock. He hadn’t slept long at all.
    As if she also sensed danger, Amanda came awake with a start. Joe tightened his grip around her to keep her in place. “Mmm.” She snuggled deeper into his hold, pressing her ass into his groin.
    “Shh, stay still,” he murmured into her ear. He kept his arms locked around her.
    “What time is it?”
    “It’s just after midnight,” he whispered.
    “Why are you whispering?” she whispered teasingly back at him.
    She froze as the sound drifted through the room. Heavy booted footsteps on the hardwoods below. From the sound of it, several sets of booted feet.
    “Son of a bitch,” she hissed under her breath.
    “Amanda!” Her name boomed through the entire house.
    She groaned and tried to sit up, but Joe held fast.
    “Let. Me. Up.” Amanda pried his fingers apart and wiggled out from underneath him. She grabbed a robe and quickly wrapped it around her naked body. “Don’t worry, I’ll be right back.” She held her hand up to hold him off. “Stay put.”
    He watched her race out the door.
    Did she just order me to stay put?
    He had no idea who was bellowing her name throughout the house. No mistaking it, the bellower was male … and sounded angry.
    Stay put, my ass.
    He jumped up, pulled on his jeans, and went after her.

Chapter 4
    “Jesus, Caleb, do you have to be so loud?” Amanda complained, strolling into the kitchen to see not one, but all three of her brothers.
    Caleb leaned against the sink, his boots crossed at the ankle, arms crossed at his chest. His massive form seemed to take up the whole kitchen, and damn if he didn’t look unhappy. Very unhappy if the scowl on his face was any indication.
    “What’s up, little sis?” She glanced at Alec, who was just three years older than her, as he sat at the table and helped himself to a fistful of her peanut M&M’s. He offered her a playful smile as he popped one in his mouth. “We didn’t wake you, did we?”
    Brandon didn’t say anything, but rose from his seat across from Alec with a warm smile and wrapped his arms around her.
    She’d admit, alone they were impressive. Together, they were downright intimidating. They’d all inherited their father’s light hair, chiseled jaw, and rough edges. They might look like golden boys, but looks could be deceiving. Each was over six feet of solid muscle and bad attitude.
    And she loved them more than anything in the world.
    “Actually, yes, you did.” She returned the hug. Suddenly remembering she was naked under her robe, she pushed him away. “What are you doing here?” She wiggled to adjust the robe tighter around herself. “And by you,” she motioned to each of