Ruining Mr. Perfect (The McCauley Brothers) Read Online Free

the only part of the house Cam liked, and enjoyed Friday night cards.
    Mike glared at him and gave a hard look at the table, where he’d just played a heart.
    “Seriously, Mike. You suck at table talk.” Brody laughed and took the next hand. They’d all opted for spades instead of poker. With Colin hanging out with Abby and Maddie next door, they felt free to let the curses fly.
    “Yeah?” Mike growled. “Well sorry, blondie. We weren’t all born with the ability to cheat at cards. It’s like you had a full deck in the fucking womb.”
    “Full deck? Brody? Not from where I’m sitting,” Cam muttered. Brody could be so annoying, especially since it was impossible to catch him cheating, even if you knew the guy had three aces up his sleeve.
    “True. My boy’s glands are probably overheating again.” Flynn gave Brody a commiserate nod. “It’s been what? At least twenty-four hours since you got laid?”
    “Hey, moron, that’s my future wife you’re talking about.” Brody smacked Flynn in the back of the head. “It was more like eight hours. I had a nooner for lunch.”
    Mike and Cam exchanged a grimace while Flynn high-fived his immature partner.
    “It’s like you two have regressed decades. You’re not eighteen any more, fellas,” Cam said with disgust.
    Mike agreed. “Yeah. I expect Flynn to be that obnoxious, but not you, Brody.”
    “Hey. I’m the good one.” Flynn took the next trick and the following two. “It’s not my fault you two are in denial. Sexual denial.”
    “It ain’t just a river,” Brody intoned, “but a sad state of life for some.”
    He and Flynn smirked at them. To Cam’s relief, they didn’t just pick on him, but Mike too. So nice to finally not have to defend himself against all three of them.
    “Look, you two fuckheads, just because Cam and I actually work for a living—not shoving our hands down people’s toilets—doesn’t mean we don’t like women.” Mike ignored the finger Flynn shot him. “I’m too busy to play nice with the ladies right now. And genius boy has been working his ass off to move everything from his East Coast office back here.”
    Cam hadn’t realized anyone had noticed. “Yeah. What Mike said.”
    “Suck-up.” Brody made a face at him.
    “Hey, say what you want. But when I go after a woman, it’s with a lot more maturity. And dignity”—he paused, giving them both a look—“than what you two showed. Christ, guys. Maddie and Abby are wonderful women. And you both nearly managed to screw up your relationships.” He turned to Mike. “It’s like they’re, well…”
    “Idiots?” Mike helpfully supplied.
    Cam snapped his fingers. “That’s the word. Idiots .”
    “Morons, dickheads, nad-nozzles?” Mike continued.
    “Nad-nozzles?”
    Mike shrugged. “One of the neighbor kids called his brother that. I immediately thought of those two.”
    Brody grinned widely at the score sheet. “That’s just sour grapes because we’re kicking your asses. Yeah. Next dinner out is on you losers.”
    Mike scowled.
    Cam sighed. He couldn’t refute numbers. “Hell. Anyone want another beer?”
    He got two yeses and a request for a Coke. After fetching them more drinks, he turned to put them on the table and saw something outside streaking toward the window. Fast.
    “Mike?” Cam nodded to the back door. “I think you’re about to get company.”
    Before they could blink, Colin rushed through the back door wearing his pajamas and rubber boots.
    “Colin?”
    Vanessa, Maddie, and Abby soon joined him.
    Colin pointed a finger at Vanessa and scowled. “She’s mean.”
    “Tell us something we don’t know,” Abby muttered.
    For all that Abby resembled Lea, Mike’s deceased wife, she was truly her own person. A petite beauty with long black hair, brown eyes, and a smile that lit up when she spotted Brody.
    Like her roommate, Maddie gave her man Flynn a special grin. With her redheaded temper and eyes normally golden with a furious fire,