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“Besides, I’m sexy when I talk business. Just you wait and see,” she teased, winking at him from the kitchen.

Chapter Twenty

AVA

“Here’s how it’ll go,” Ava said from the armchair in the corner of the living room, a pad of paper and pen in hand. “Each time we determine a specific point for the B&B’s marketing strategy, I’ll take off an item of clothing. Once there’s nothing left, we can call it a night.”

“And bycall it a night, you mean…” Logan prompted, shamelessly grabbing his dick.

Ava rolled her eyes but couldn’t keep the smile off her face. “I mean go to sleep. Oh, and no touching. Only looking.”

“You can’t just get naked and expect us not to?—”

Roman smacked Logan in the chest. “That sounds more than fair. I’m down for a strip tease with a side of work.”

Still, Logan seemed surly at the prospect of no sex.

She fixed him with her stare. “Tits and work, or no tits and work?”

He crossed his arms. “Fine. Tits and work. Like there’s another answer.”

Ava grinned and uncapped her pen. “Perfect. Let’s start with an easy one. The B&B needs a name.”

Logan sighed heavily. “That isnotan easy one. Roman won’t consider anything that isn’t pun-based.”

“It’s not that I won’t consider it. You haven’t suggested anything to compete with my ideas, Logey,” he teased.

“Can I finally hear these names?”

“No—”

“Yes! I have so many.” Roman cut Logan off in a rush to answer her. “The Best Bread and Breakfast, Muffin But Beds, The Great Eggscape, Toast of the Town Inn, The Flapjack Nap Shack. I can keep going, if you want.”

Logan grimaced. “Oh my God, Banks. That’s more than enough.”

She chuckled. “Those are amazing, Roman. Do they speak to our target demographic?”

“People? Yeah, I think most people like puns, save for Grumpy Pants over here.” He shoved his best friend on the shoulder.

Logan’s gaze flicked upward as he shook his head. “We’ll be lucky to get Ava’s shirt off at the rate we’re going.”

“What distinct group of people? Who do we specifically want to target as our main audience for the B&B?”

The two glanced at each other, and Logan answered, “I don’t think we considered that. We just thought anyone who wants to stay would be welcome to stay.”

“The business needs a niche,” she explained. “We’ll do better if we know who we’re trying to appeal to. Are we looking to serve an older or younger clientele? Do we want families staying here or couples? Is this a place for relaxation or adventure? Not only should the name of the B&B speak to that, but it will help guide my marketing strategy.”

Roman’s shoulders slumped. “I guess a pun-based name isn’t the best option.”

She hated seeing him look defeated. “Not necessarily. A pun that speaks to our target audience could work, but we need to nail that down.”

He nodded. “Okay. Let’s answer those questions.”

Logan folded his arms across his chest. “And you need to take a piece of clothing off for each answer, or I’m going to lose my mind.”

She tried her best not to appear too smug. “Deal. Are we looking to serve a fifty plus age range, new adults, or more in the thirty to forty demographic?”

“Thirty to forty,” Logan and Roman answered at the same time.

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