Nash chuckled and opened the door. “Gunner is the one who’ll be giving up most of his time, so I think you could say he’s the good guy.”
I didn’t say anything but got in my car and drove away, because I wasn’t sure I could disagree.
Chapter 9
Need You Now – Lady A
Gunner
The morning after Cassidy’s visit, light snow fell outside landing on the thin layer that had fallen through the night. It was the tail end of the snow season, but we often got flurries, or the odd snowstorm, before the month was out. The weather didn’t stop us working, though, which was why we were grabbing a few minutes before breakfast to talk about ranch business.
Nash leaned forward in our father’s overpriced leather chair in the home office. “What are you thinking about the kid’s project?”
Wilder swiveled around on the visitors chair like a nine year old, while I leaned against the windowsill.
“Do we get a choice?” I asked, grinning. “Lily loves the idea, and you love Lily, so…”
The smug bastard smiled like the cat who got the cream and clearly he’d got something the night before, if the gigglesand banging of the damn headboard was anything to go by. No grown man should have to listen to that.
“You know what, I think I like the idea of us having a house each,” I told him.
His brow furrowed. “Okay, but what about the project? Contrary to what you think, it’s ultimately your decision.”
“Oh great, make me the bad guy who says no.”
Wilder laughed and did another three-sixty on his chair. “You can’t say no to Cassidy any more than he can say no to Lily.”
“I can say no to her,” I scoffed. “I can say a lot of things to her, none that she actually likes.”
“You two should just fuck and be done with it,” Wilder suggested. He pointed a finger at Nash. “I think I told you the same about Lily and look how right I was.”
Thinking about fucking Cassidy momentarily increased my pulse, until I remembered you had to ultimately like someone to have sex with them.
“Unless you really don’t like her and then maybe I could?—”
“Don’t finish that fucking sentence,” I told him, my chest clenching tight. “The point is if I say no then I’m going to be the one breaking those kid’s hearts.”
“They have to know about it for you to break their hearts, Gun.” Nash slapped a hand on the desk. “I like the idea, a little more than the wedding venue one. It’ll probably take just as many hurdles to jump, if not more, and may cost us more money to set up, but it’s a good idea and will make us some bank.”
“Why not do both?” Wilder suggested. “Limit the kid’s ranch to certain dates and build some bunk houses for the kids instead of using the barn. I mean we don’t really have to limit the dates for the kids, but it’d just be more work to have the two run at the same time.”
“I looked into it some more last night,” Nash said, clicking on his Mac and bringing a saved search up on the screen.
“What, you had time with all that sex?” I asked wryly.
“When you get the same stamina that I have you’ll understand, Gun. Now,” he said, reading the screen. “If we do a kid’s camp, ranch, whatever you want to call it we can get a little funding. Either a government youth grant or a supply grant from local business’. Lily said that Cassidy mentioned something about crowd funding as it’s going to be helping local kids as well as out of towners.”
“So, most of our cash will go to the wedding venue?” Wilder asked.
“If we do as you suggest and do both. The friend of Rose’s who I was talking to, the event planner, said we just have to provide the venue and the appropriate safety certificates. Staff, decoration, tables, chairs and so on would all be down to her as she has a regular supplier.”
“So, the renovation and upkeep of the bar is it?”
“Yep, Gun. And then we get a fee each time she uses us. Although, I think we’ll have to add a kitchen, but I also had an idea about that.”
“Wow,” I said blinking slowly, “you had a real busy night, didn’t you?”
Nash just smirked and folded his arms. “The bunk house kitchen is basic at best. Especially since we expanded the bunk house and we’re employing Ruby as cook.”
