She’d considered only adding them to a few of the bigger rooms but then decided to go all in. Even if she wasn’t going to be running the inn herself, she wanted Dove’s Nest to be special for everyone who stayed there, not just the guests who booked premium rooms. She knew her grandmother would approve of that choice as well. “Yes. The rooms have an amazing view of the ocean. Both sides. It’s a shame that there isn’t a place where guests can sit and enjoy the view with their morning coffee or evening glass of wine.” The reviews online had been significantly higher for resorts and hotels that provided that extra outside comfort.

“That’s why they leave their room and go to the beach or sit out on the existing deck,” Wes said, folding the list and handing it back to her as though her requests were never going to happen.

Which just fueled her fire even more. Sarah took a deep breath. “And I’m sure most guests still will, but I’d like to give them an option. It’s their vacation. They can choose if they want to go outside or watch Netflix all day.”

Wes winced, as though that sounded like a horrible vacation to him. Well, not everyone was into surfing and swimming and beach volleyball. Some people went on vacation to relax or get away or be alone. To catch up on binge-watching shows their demanding, fourteen-hour-a-day jobs didn’t give them the opportunity to enjoy. She didn’t expect an extrovert like Wes, who had the freedom to make his own work hours, to understand.

“These decks are a lot of work,” he said, obviously attempting to sway her with a more logical approach. “We’ll need extra support beams, and depending on the dimensions, you may need to get a building permit.”

She shook her head. “I’ve already checked into that with the mayor’s office.” Thanks to Whitney. “As long as the decks don’t extend farther than the existing wraparound deck on the lower level of the house, no extra permits are needed.”

“Wow, you did your homework,” Wes mumbled. “But, Sarah, I don’t think you understand how much extra work is going to have to be done in a short period of time. My quote was for the work I’d discussed with Dove.”

She refused to let him discourage her. She’d watched episodes of Flip This House and Love It or List It. Under pressure, things could get done fast. “Can you do it?”

“I can, yes,” he said through gritted teeth, “but I don’t want to.”

Damn, he was hot when he was annoyed. The stern expression with the tight jaw combined with the slightly reluctant look that said he knew he wasn’t going to win this battle only made him that much more attractive.