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  The Men of Treasure Cove 4

  The Perfect Plan

  Orin, Davis, and Jacks McDaniel are the party boys of Treasure Cove. All are single, good looking, and refuse to marry, opening their house for fun, folly, and lots of kinky sex. So when they wake the next morning with wedding rings on their fingers, they are stunned.

  Lillian Campbell is just trying to live her life as quietly as possible. Hidden away in Celestial, not more than four hours away from her hometown of Silver Springs, she has managed to stay under the radar. That is until she wakes up to find herself married to three hot-looking cowboys.

  As the mystery of the night before begins to unfold, the brothers find themselves between a rock and a hard place. To keep everything they hold dear, they must formulate a plan to hide their wife, keep their marriage a secret, and not lose their hearts in the process. Because even the best-laid plans have a degree of difficulty.

  Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.

  Genre: Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Western/Cowboys

  Length: 42,113 words

  THE PERFECT PLAN

  The Men of Treasure Cove 4

  Rebecca Joyce

  MENAGE AMOUR

  Siren Publishing, Inc.

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  THE PERFECT PLAN

  Copyright © 2013 by Rebecca Joyce

  E-book ISBN: 978-1-62242-661-4

  First E-book Publication: March 2013

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  DEDICATION

  For all the “Planners” in the world. Life may be wrought with hardships and uncertainty, but no matter how many times you fight against the plan of what is to be, understand this, even the best laid plan, is nothing compared to what life’s plan has in store for you. Sometimes, in life, the best laid plan is the one that is unexpected.

  For my son, who always has a plan…I love you, Sunshine.

  THE PERFECT PLAN

  The Men of Treasure Cove 4

  REBECCA JOYCE

  Copyright © 2013

  Prologue

  Five hours until party time!

  Everything was set. Plans were made, invitations were sent out, and all that was left to do was gather the last remaining supplies and finish the day’s chores.

  Too easy!

  The McDaniel Brothers, Orin, Davis, and Jacks, were Treasure Cove’s party central brothers, and in T-minus five hours and counting, Friday’s orgy was going to be in full swing. The last party of the season, this was going to be the party to end all parties.

  Hosting these get-togethers for over two years now, the McDaniel brothers were synonymous with sex, booze, and having a good time. They were the epitome of a college frat house and partied just as hard.

  Hard workers during the day and animals at night, nothing was off limits at the Big D Ranch on Friday nights. They hosted a wide variety of sexual appetites from BDSM to puppy play, and those were the tame ones!

  Descendants from the original McDaniel brothers who helped found Treasure Cove, Orin, Davis, and Jacks came from a long line of solid, upstanding citizens. They just chose to ignore their roots and pave a new lineage. All tall, handsome, and extremely virile, the brothers loved the ladies and never wanted to settle down. They had watched over the last year as some of their best friends had succumbed to the matrimonial debacle, and after making a pact at the Quinn wedding, they all agreed that hell would freeze over before they found themselves shackled to one woman for the rest of their lives.

  Thus began the Friday’s wild nights out at the Big D.

  From its inception, The Big D parties were unlike anything anyone had ever seen. Anything was game, and everything was allowed. Wild and packed full of sex, the Big D was the place to be come Friday night, and tonight’s party was gonna be even wilder. They couldn’t wait.

  Sitting around the kitchen table finishing their lunches, the brothers all looked at the clipboard before them. Every detail was accounted for. Every contingency and need had to be met. Food had been ordered, a DJ was driving all the way in from Helena, the house had been cleaned, and bowls of condoms could be found everywhere one looked. All that was missing was the booze.

  “Davis, don’t forget to pick up the beer and alcohol from the Rainbow Room. Apollo is giving us a nice cut-rate deal. Too bad we had to invite that moron to get it, though,” Orin said, looking over the list.

  “Why can’t we just get the booze from Spirit Cove? I’m sure Henry Savage won’t mind catering tonight,” Jacks asked.

  “Because, dumb ass, I already asked Henry. He said his shipment was delayed from the latest snowstorm. Besides, most of the liquor hits Celestial first, and Apollo generally has those drivers in his back pocket. Which reminds me, when that fucker gets here, we need to have a conversation about that. I promised Henry I would talk some sense into Apollo.”

  “You mean take h
im out back and beat the shit out of him.” Davis smiled.

  Orin looked at his brother and grinned. “Well, do you have a better plan? That man is dumber than a box of rocks.”

  “Yeah, well that may be, but he has the fucking brains for that club he runs, and he is the mayor of Celestial,” Davis reiterated.

  “Fairy runs that club. He just parades around naked and fucks anything with two legs,” Orin said frankly.

  “Is Fairy coming tonight?” Jacks quietly asked.

  “She said if Apollo is gonna be here, she is staying home,” Orin said.

  Jacks sighed. “Damn.”

  “Exactly. Look, we need the booze, and moron is offering. I didn’t have any other option. So let’s just get what we need and deal. There are a lot of people coming to tonight, and we have that group from Billings coming in,” Orin informed them.

  “Oh man, you invited them?” Davis moaned.

  “Yes, I did. Buck has a new partner he wants to show off. He has assured me that he will keep Paisley on a short leash,” Orin said.

  Getting aggravated, Davis said, “Whatever. The last time she was here, we spent over a thousand bucks fixing this house, and that was after the fire department came and put out the shed fire!”

  “That was a great party.” Orin smiled, remembering.

  “The fuck it was! My shit was in that shed, asshole! Next time, I will direct her to your fucking room,” Davis shouted.

  “Oh, which reminds me. Travis called this morning, he and Emma are gonna have to pass tonight. Tabitha is sick,” Orin informed them.

  “Is she okay?” Jacks looked up and asked with concern on his face.

  “Yeah, Emma thinks it’s just the flu,” Orin said, softening his tone. He knew Jacks loved that little girl. Hell they all did, but ever since Emma and Tabitha arrived back home, that little girl had found a soft spot in Jack’s heart. He worried his baby brother was getting soft on him, and he prayed this party was just the thing to get Jacks out of the slump he had been in for weeks.

  “Poor kid.” Jacks sighed.

  “Anyway, back to the party. Focus, boys. We got about fifty guests coming tonight. We gotta be prepared,” Orin began again only to be interrupted by Davis. “Fifty! What the fuck, Orin? Braxton said no more than twenty. He was serious last time. He said…”

  “I know what he said, but this is our last party before the real snow sets in, and I want to close out this season with a bang,” Orin said firmly, silencing Davis’s rant.

  “Better be careful for what you wish for, brother. You might just get your bang, right upside your head.” Jacks smiled.

  “Bring it on, baby brother. I can take whatever this party dishes out.” Orin smiled.

  With that, they each took their instructions and headed out.

  Tonight’s folly was going to be the biggest party the Big D Ranch had ever hosted. People were going to be talking about it for years.

  Chapter 1

  The day after.

  The house was in utter chaos. Trash, cigarette butts, used condoms, pizza boxes, and clothes were strewn everywhere. Furniture was in disarray, and bodies still lay unconscious wherever they had fallen. Music still hummed in the background as Orin McDaniel moved slowly through the mess that was once his family homestead.

  The large house was massive.

  One of the largest homesteads in Treasure Cove, the house itself boasted five bedrooms, a large den, a family living room, a game room, a full basement, and a chef’s kitchen. With over thirty-two hundred square feet, the house was gonna be a bitch to clean. But remembering last night was a blur. Little things like loud music, couples laughing, and drinking was all he could remember. Figuring everyone had a good time, he allowed himself to think it was a great party!

  The McDaniel brothers were known for their powerhouse wild orgies, and from the looks of things, last night’s folly was a remarkable hit. Since they took over The Big D Ranch, the brothers were living it up. Single, good-looking, and in the prime of their lives, they all lived their lives to the extreme. While their neighbors and friends were settling down, they were partying it up, big time!

  Last night’s escapade was just the latest in a slew of wild nights.

  Somehow word had quickly gotten around that come Friday night, when all the chores were done, the Big D was the place to be seen and to get fucked.

  With the ranch bordering the county line of Celestial, the McDaniel brothers catered to both towns, and all were welcome, though lately more and more of Celestial’s residents were attending than those of Treasure Cove. Oh, they still had their friends, like the Kincaid brothers, the Brannon brothers, and the new ranchers, the Mastersons—now, that was a crazy bunch.

  Of course, there were the regulars from Celestial like Aura, Leo, Jade, and Apollo Humperdinck, who was currently lying facedown on the living room bear rug butt-ass naked, tied like a pig about to be put on a spit for roasting.

  Not including the ranch hands, the parties generally hosted around fifty guests, all eager to try anything for a good time, and a good time they all had.

  Quietly making his way toward the kitchen, scratching his naked ass and eyeing the coffeepot, he smiled when he saw the heavenly brew done and waiting for him.

  Thank God for coffee.

  Orin knew he was going to need it today. With calving season almost over, and most of his herd having already dropped, he could rest and leave the remaining heifers to the ranch hands that he paid handsomely. But first a cup of coffee, and then he’d rid his house of the remaining guest because today was for cleaning.

  Grabbing his cup, he slowly poured the brew and took a sip. His body ached in places he never thought could hurt. His back was sore, and for some reason, his knees were killing him.

  Slowly wading through the throng of bodies, he moved cautiously back toward the master bedroom and silently closed the door.

  Placing the cup on his dresser, Orin donned a pair of jeans he found lying on the floor. Walking barefoot into the bathroom that adjoined his room, he brushed his thick, curly blonde hair, and washed his face, and that was exactly when he noticed his hand.

  There on his left ring finger, a platinum band laid.

  “What the hell?” he muttered.

  Looking at the contraption, at first he thought he was seeing things. The ring on his finger looked familiar. It belonged to his great-grandfather. Handed down to Orin and his brothers, each had the exact same ring, only to be worn when they took the plunge into matrimony.

  When Jacks reached the age of twenty-one, their parents sat them down and handed them the rings, along with their great-grandmother’s ring. They were told to cherish the bond of brothers, because taking a wife was serious deal. The three of them looked at each other and then at their parents. Of course, none of the boys were gonna tell their parents that they were never gonna get married. That would break their momma’s heart. So they took the rings, placed them in the top drawer of their dressers, and forgot about them.

  Looking at the ring, Orin thought he was hallucinating. Touching it, he knew it was real. Grinning, thinking one of his brothers was playing a joke on him, he walked out of his room.

  Heading toward Davis’s room, Orin flung open the door to find him naked, sleeping on the floor. “Real funny, asshole,” Orin said, poking his brother in his side with his foot.

  The grumbles of his brother were barely heard, but when Davis stretched and wiped his hands down his face, Orin stopped laughing. Davis was wearing his ring, too.

  “Shit, Orin. What the fuck?” Davis grumbled sleepily.

  “Your hand!” Orin shouted, pointing at the matching ring.

  “What?”

  “Look at your fucking ring finger, dickhead!”

  Davis slowly opened his eye and saw the platinum ring.

  “Huh, so, big brother, who’s the lucky lady?” Davis smiled, rubbing his already-hardening cock.

  Orin wanted to punch Davis, but the thought of exerting the energy it wou
ld take made his head ache and pain shoot to his back.

  What the fuck happened last night?

  “Get dressed. I’m gonna wake Jacks,” Orin ordered, moving to the next room down the hall. He found Jacks sleeping peacefully in his bed, dressed in a T-shirt, boxers, and the same damn platinum ring on his ring finger.

  “Fuck!” Orin shouted, waking Jacks immediately.

  “I didn’t do it!” Jacks yelled, sitting straight up in bed.

  “Get dressed, now,” Orin ordered.

  “Why?” Jacks asked sleepily.

  “’Cause we have a big fucking problem,” Orin said angrily, leaving the room.

  “What problem?” Jacks shouted after him.

  “Check your fucking ring finger!” he yelled, walking down the hall.

  Looking at his finger, Jacks didn’t see anything. “Other hand, idiot!” his brother yelled from the hallway.

  That was when Jacks saw the ring.

  He was married?

  * * * *

  It took the brothers close to three hours to wake, find clothes, and kick everyone out of their house. Left alone with the mess, they all stood in what was once their beautiful family home.

  “Oh man. This place is trashed,” Jacks said, surveying the damage. Furniture that had been in their family for generations was destroyed. Their mother’s curio cabinet was shattered, and their beautiful white bear rug was stained with what he hoped was red wine.

  Hardwood floors were scratched, three windows were broken, and the large leather sofa had what looked like a knife cut down the back, and then there was what was tied up in the corner.