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

idiot for saying nothing but “Yeah” for the past minute.
    “See you soon, Vanessa.” Cameron took a deep breath, then stepped away from her. He turned and left the house as stealthily as he’d arrived.
    “You’re missing it, Vanessa,” Colin yelled. “The big monster bugs are getting the people.”
    “C-coming.” She cleared her throat, then went to the refrigerator and opened it. After shoving her head inside to clear her thoughts, she pulled back and quickly popped herself some corn.
    Returning to the television and pretending all was well took effort, but she pulled it off. Two hours later, while she lay in her bed, she tried to understand what had happened. Cameron McCauley, the most devious of the bunch, had kissed her senseless. She, Vanessa Campbell, had allowed a man to make her lose her mind. And he’d done it so effortlessly. A brush of his rock-hard body, a kiss that tasted like beer and man and sex, all wrapped up in a McCauley.
    God, she’d underestimated his appeal. Oh sure, she’d been attracted. But that kiss had taken her from normalcy to extreme lust between one breath and the next. To her mortification, if he hadn’t pulled back, she’d have mounted him then and there in the kitchen .
    The jerk.
    With any luck, he’d suffer one acute case of blue balls to torture him into tomorrow. How the hell was she supposed to sleep now? To dream or fantasize without throwing his smirking face on top of any man she imagined having sex with?
    It had been tough enough before, without knowing how he could kiss. She’d tried so hard to forget Christmas, to chalk it up as a one-time wonder. Now she had another reference point. Carnal knowledge of the man’s mouth, which made her wonder what else he excelled in besides kissing.
    If he can perform like that without a bed, imagine what he’ll be like on top of a mattress, plunging deep with more than that tongue?
    She fanned herself and tried to sleep, but each glance at the clock showed the hour growing later. With no other recourse but to handle things, she sought Mr. Frisky from her bottom drawer and eased herself into a nice long sleep. One that unfortunately resulted in dreams of Cameron McCauley at the gym wearing nothing at all…but Vanessa.
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    Cam spent the evening trying to keep up with his brothers when every instinct he possessed told him to go back to Vanessa’s, pull her upstairs, and fuck her until neither one of them could move. Talk about chemistry. The woman had been lethal before that second kiss. But now he could think of no one but her.
    She wore nothing better than that look of confusion and vulnerability, showing him the real woman underneath all her bluster and arrogance. Granted, he liked that side of her, but he absolutely loved the sensitive soul hiding under the brash woman.
    The rest of the weekend passed without fuss. He did errands and cleaning on Saturday, keeping his already spotless condo unit clean. Like Mike, he believed in organization and a clutter-free space. Unlike Mike, he’d been that way his entire life. His older brother had only started with the clean crap after Colin’s birth.
    Vanessa suited him in that respect as well. Bright, organized, smart, sexy. Hell, could the woman not see they were made for each other? He needed to lure her close, let her think she’d taken charge. Then pounce.
    Pleased with his reasoning, he joined the family for dinner on Sunday, knowing he’d see Vanessa and her roommates again. Though Brody and Flynn had only snagged two of the girls, his mother and father had always invited Vanessa as well.
    They used to have family dinners more often than they did now. About once a month everyone would congregate at his parents’ house and eat one of his mother’s amazing meals. Of course, with his parents not seeming to get along lately, he had to wonder how much longer these happy gatherings would continue.
    He sat at the table after helping his mother set out a few dishes. When he