Page 102 of Undone

“We were simply going over some… things,” Dylan explained to his brother.

Of course, Dayne immediately looked at Erin, now sitting next to Dylan. “Did you get hired on here at the ranch without me knowing?”

When her mouth opened to answer, Dylan grabbed her knee under the table and squeezed to stop her from answering. “Sheisa customer service rep.”

Dayne’s eyebrows shot up. “Okay? So, you three had a late-night meeting about our customer service?”

“It wasn’t late night,” Dylan mumbled. Was he only digging the hole deeper by making excuses?

“They must’ve had their meeting, then decided to work out afterward,” Dani explained.

“I still don’t understand why you’d have a business meeting in your residence instead of in our offices and not invite others. You know, like the other people who have a stake in it. Instead, you do it with your ex-high school sweetheart and our current facilities manager?”

Both of his siblings stared at him, waiting for his explanation.

One they knew wasn’t coming and if it did, wouldn’t be truthful.

Dayne stared at Erin across the table. “Or did you hire Erin as our newest employee?”

Her mouth gaped as she turned to Dylan for the answer. They hadn’t really had an opportunity to discuss her job. They hadn’t really had a chance to discuss her life in general.

Dylan still didn’t know how Hart died, leaving her a widow. Ford never talked about it and it wasn’t like they’d been sitting down, sharing a beer and having heart-to-hearts.

Obviously, he knew Ford and her had a connection. Dylan had been also trying to reestablish a connection with her. Up to now, he hadn’t been in a rush to know everything. He’d been simply fighting for the opportunity to discover it. He figured once that occurred by establishing the threesome, all those blank gaps would eventually be filled in, along with the chance to dig even deeper.

However, that wouldn’t be happening in the early hours of the morning sitting around a table with his family sharing reheated chicken piccata.

“She was only giving suggestions on what we could implement in the future. Having good customer service will help our guest retention rate. To make this resort a success, we need to strive for a high return rate and also for word-of-mouth recommendations.” That actually sounded pretty damn good, if he said so himself.

“What you say is true but also complete bullshit.” Dayne locked gazes with him. “You don’t need to lie to us unless you’re embarrassed. Are you?”

Dylan’s eyes flicked from his twin to Erin, then to Ford. He couldn’t speak for himself and not have it affect the other two. Would Ford have a problem letting the world know he was bisexual? Would Erin have an issue with the locals knowing she had sex with two men at the same time?

It wasn’t Dylan’s decision whether to publicly out them. Nor was it theirs to do the same to him.

But the two people sitting at the table with him wouldn’t be judgmental, otherwise they wouldn’t have joined him building and running the resort. However, theycouldbe complete pains in the ass, as some siblings could.

Dayne loved to break balls, especially Dylan’s. Danica wasn’t some shy, wilting flower, either. She had plenty of opinions she had no problem sharing. Loudly.

“I’m not embarrassed. It’s just nobody’s?—”

Dayne cut him off. “The burning question is, are you het or bi?”

Dylan’s heart thumped heavily in his chest. “Why do you care?”

“Because you’ve always had that stick up your ass and now I’m wondering if you’ve replaced it with something else.”

“At least my head isn’t up my ass like yours is.”

Dayne chuckled and sat back in his chair like the cat who ate the canary.

“Why do you care?” Dylan asked again.

Dayne’s head twisted toward Ford. “How about you?”

Dylan informed their employee, “You don’t have to answer.”

Ford sat back in his chair and stared at Dylan for a few seconds before his eyes turned back to Dayne. “I’m bi. Always have been bi and I’m not embarrassed to admit it. But that doesn’t mean others are as open as I am. As part owner of this resort, you should be aware that not everyone wears their sexuality on their sleeve. I don’t around town, and you know why. We also don’t share what Erin and I are to each other. Everyone simply thinks we’re close friends. And do you know why? Because it’s none of anyone’s damn business.”

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