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Plus, it would be good for her to have her children nearby to help her as she got older.

Now, Dylan only needed to convince his sister. “Like I said, it’ll be the perfect opportunity to put that expensive degree to use.”

“I already do with my current job.”

“You work for someone else,” Dylan reminded her needlessly. “Don’t you want to work for yourself and have all the control?”

“I wouldn’t be working for you two? You’d have no say in how I run my corner of the world?”

“Well…” Dylan started.

Dani rolled her eyes. “See? No.”

“Could we make suggestions, at least?” he asked.

“You could, but it doesn’t mean I’ll take them.”

“Sis…”

“If you want me to be a part of this crazy, very risky idea, not to mention, quit my job and give up my apartment, then you let me do what I know best.”

“How to annoy your brothers?” Dayne teased.

“That would be a perk,” she murmured. “Even so, all of this will take a lot of money, boys. I can see that already without even sitting down to go over all the finer details. What you’re planning will take all kinds of staff and ranch workers, not to mention the cost of construction with all the buildings needed to make it a resort. Like you know, rooms for people to sleep and apparently… do other things.” She grimaced. “Where’s that money coming from?”

“Well, we each got a chunk from Dad’s huge life insurance policy. We can also sell off the herd, except for one or two of the calmer heifers. Sell all that expensive milking equipment. Keep some of the other livestock as part of the ‘ranch’ experience. And… Dayne and I can sell our homes, since we’ll be living here.”

“Did you even ask Dayne if he wanted to sell his place?” their sister asked.

“No, he didn’t,” Dayne answered. “As much as I love this concept, the thought of moving back to Pennsylvania and having to deal with the humidity, mosquitoes, freezing cold weather and snow…” He groaned. “I don’t miss any of that.”

Dylan agreed. “You and me both, brother, but we have three hundred acres to work with here. Acreage that’s ours free and clear.”

Dani raised an eyebrow. “And what about the rest of the money needed to create this sexual paradise?”

“We’ll have to borrow against the farm,” Dylan answered. “The real estate is worth a small fortune. The equity on this property alone should give us plenty to play with.”

“We would need to borrow that right out of the gate,” Dayne said. “We shouldn’t open the doors until this place is ready to go. As much as I hate to admit it, our baby sis is correct. To do it right, we’ll need a lot of cash. We’ll also need a good PR firm from the start. We don’t want to do this half-assed. The experience needs to be exceptional and memorable from day one.”

Dylan liked what he was hearing. “Once we get rolling, we need to start interviewing employees and maybe even hiring some before construction is complete. Plus, we need to find a good general contractor to start building.”

His to-do list was long.

“Being an architect, I’m assuming you already have the plans drawn up,” Dayne said.

“I do.” He’d spent many sleepless nights drawing, designing, and tweaking. “Since I can work from anywhere, I can continue to do freelance design work to keep some money flowing in during construction.”

Dayne sucked on his teeth. “How long have you been thinking about this?”

“Since Dad died. I knew we’d have to do something with the property.”

“We could lose everything,” Dani repeated. “Dad’s dream, Mom’s money, our money. All of it. Do you have a backup plan?”

“Let’s hope that doesn’t happen. But I’m confident this business will be successful. Like Dayne said, we shouldn’t open until we have most of what’s in the business proposal in place.”

“The man’s got a business plan, drawings, even a damn slogan,” Dani muttered.

“Well, I didn’t want to present a half-cocked idea.”

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