Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91288 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91288 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
“I never expected this from you, Dylan. Dayne, maybe, but not you. Have you had a fever recently that fried your brain?” Dani asked.
“No, just a seed of an idea that took root and began to grow.”
“I have to agree with Danica. This idea of yours is totally unexpected, Dyl.”
“Maybe you don’t really know me,” he suggested.
“I’m your damn twin. I don’t know anyone better than you. We think alike…” Dayne’s eyes widened when he repeated in a whisper, “We think alike. That means…”
Dylan tipped his head to the side but said nothing.
His brother’s eyebrows shot up his forehead. “Oh, you dirty, dirty boy. You’ve been hiding this from us.”
“I’m not hiding anything. It’s simply no one’s business. Not even my twin’s.”
One side of Dayne’s mouth pulled up, and a gleam filled his eyes. “I think we need to compare notes.”
Dylan shook his head. “No, we don’t. You keep your dirty ideas in your head, and I’ll keep mine.”
“Umm. You're not keeping them in your head, brother, if you want to turn your dirty thoughts into a business,” Dani said. “But, eeeewww. I don’t really want to know what kind of perverted thoughts either of my brothers have in their pea brains. Wait. I’m out if you two are going to be letting it all hang free. I don’t want to see your manhood in any form.” She visibly shuddered.
Dayne frowned. “Any form?”
“Yes, you know,” she flapped a hand around, “bored or excited.”
“I hate to break it to you, sis, but we don’t want to see you naked, either. How about we make sure that never happens?”
Dani turned to Dylan next. “Are the guests allowed to be naked?”
“There will be no rules against it. Clothing will be optional. This will be a place for adults to live out their fantasies and be uninhibited. If that means being naked…” Dylan shrugged.
“Except for employees, right?” Dani asked. “You can’t have someone prepping food or cooking naked. That would be a health code violation. And if it isn’t, it should be.”
“That’s why, sis, if we take this on, we need you to be involved. We need to divide and conquer this place.”
“We,” Dayne huffed. “Neither of us have said yes to this proposal.”
Dani’s brow scrunched low. “How involved?”
“One hundred percent,” Dylan answered. “I can’t do it alone.”
“You’re asking a lot,” she muttered.
“We’re asking for everything.”
“There’s that we again,” Dayne mumbled.
Their sister continued like Dayne never spoke. “In case you’ve forgotten, I already have a career. And I’m good at catering. My boss loves me.”
“I know you’re good. I’ve eaten your food. That’s why your skills will be needed here. Just think of it... You’d be your own boss. You can design your dream commercial kitchen. You can set up the restaurant however you’d like. You can plan the menus, cater events… And,”—Dylan lifted a single finger—“you’ll have a place to live so you can give up your current shit hole.”
“I don’t live in a shit hole.”
Dayne raised an eyebrow at their sister’s exclamation, making her mouth flatten.
Danica lived in a dump outside of Scranton, but it was what she could afford. Both he and Dayne, as well as their mother, worried about her. Moving her back to the farm would be so much better and safer for her. It would also make their mom happy.
“Sis, you majored in culinary arts and minored in hospitality. What you do can’t be any more perfect for this resort. We’ll throw events, like weddings and themed parties. Have a café for snacks. A dining hall for meals. You can hire the staff to help you plan menus, buy supplies and cook. Having a baker on site is a possibility, too. The food has to be good. No, it has to be stellar for what I want to charge guests. I’m confident you can pull it off.”
“Damn, you have some lofty goals,” she whispered.
“Aim high and dream big, right? That’s why Dad bought this property in the first place,” Dylan reminded her.
“Sure. Unless your idea crashes and burns. You could lose the farm and end up in debt, maybe even bankrupt.”
Before Dylan could respond to his sister, Dayne surprised him with, “Then, we make sure that doesn’t happen. We’ll hire a PR company. We’ll do social media blasts. Maybe hire some influencers. We’ll do whatever we need to do.”
It sounded like his twin was okay with the resort idea. “Are you in?” Dylan asked him, just to be sure.
Dayne’s answering smile was blinding. “Hell yes! I’m only pissed I didn’t come up with the idea myself.”
Dylan shoved his brother playfully. “Good to have you onboard, brother.”
Dayne shoved him back. “You know I could never pass up a good time.”
Chapter Two
Having Dayne involved was certainly a relief. Now it was two for the idea, instead of the opposite.
Technically, they didn’t need Danica to agree. The property hadn’t been willed to her, but that didn’t mean Dylan didn’t want her to be a part of the business. He wanted it to benefit her, as well as their mother. If the three of them joined forces and made enough money, they could make sure their mother’s future was secure. Her portion of their father’s life insurance policy wouldn’t last forever.