“Once you get your slip inventory paid for, you’ll be in better shape. The service and fuel should be easy profit, assuming you stay on top of it. Which means someone taking better care of these poor books.”

Cam didn’t think twice. “You available to handle that part?”

Gavin’s brows went up. “You trust me with your bookkeeping?”

“Why, you going to skim off the top?”

“Hell, no. I’m not aiming for prison.” Gavin rubbed his jaw. “But you should know, I’m . . . a drug addict. I’m in recovery. Out of rehab six months now.”

Cam leaned back, surprised. “Piper know?” When Gavin gave a slow shake of his head, Cam swore. Piper was going to be pissed, and rightfully so. “What is it with you and Winnie?”

“I’m going to tell her.”

Cam groaned. “You’re both killing me.”

Gavin snorted. “Not my first time hearing that.” He paused. “Look, for what it’s worth, Piper deserves better than what Winnie and I have given her. I’m working on that.”

“Maybe you could work faster.”

Gavin nodded.

Cam studied him for a minute. He hoped Gavin just needed a second chance, one his brother wouldn’t ever get. “The job’s yours if you want it.”

Gavin blinked. “Serious?”

“Dead serious. I’m leaving here in less than two weeks, with no guarantee when my next extended leave might be.”

Gavin looked him right in the eye. “You going to break my sister’s heart?”

“Winnie will be fine. I’ll make sure she’s covered financially, and she’ll have you and Piper for support too.”

“I wasn’t talking about Winnie.”

Cam drew in a deep breath. “I respect your asking, but whatever’s happening—or not happening—between Piper and me is not up for discussion.”

“So that’s a yes, then,” Gavin said. He stood and turned to go.

Shit. “No,” he said to the guy’s back. “I’m not going to break your sister’s heart.” She might, however, break his . . .

Gavin turned around as if he couldn’t quite believe what Cam was saying. Frankly, Cam couldn’t believe it either.

“We did not have this conversation.”

Gavin nodded, respect in his gaze, attitude gone. He nodded toward the laptop. “I could definitely take over the bookkeeping. Shouldn’t be more than a few hours a week, and I could use the extra money.” He paused. “And if we’re divulging things that we haven’t said out loud and that are scary as fuck, you should know that I’m hoping to talk Piper into turning the property into a B and B. By renting out the cottages and using the bottom floor of the big house to serve breakfasts to guests, we’d all have some relatively easy income.”

“Have this conversation with her soon, Gavin.”

“I will.” He looked at the mess of paperwork on the desk. “Want me to start now?”