“I’m not doing this to you. I’m doing it for you.” I take a deep breath. “Things have been slipping since Dad...” I let my voice trail off. I don’t want to blame the gaps in my management skills on his death. My brothers shift uncomfortably. “...since I took over. If we’re going to keep this place profitable, I need to become more hands-on.”

“More hands-on than you were with your new social media girl last night?”

That brings me up short.

Charlie doesn’t seem to notice that everyone in the office is staring at him. Even Driver has lifted his sunglasses from his eyes. Oblivious Charlie keeps scrolling through his phone, squinting at the screen.

Beau lets out a short ha of a laugh. “Is that all you’re going to give us?”

Charlie looks up at me for the first time, and what he sees on my face makes him clam up. “Yep.”

“I don’t fucking think so,” Huck says. “This is the first interesting thing anyone’s said since I got here.” He turns back to me. “What do you have going on behind closed doors, Roman?”

“None of your damned business.” My skin feels like it’s on fire, like I’ve been caught doing something wrong. Worse than wrong—illegal. Not only that, but Jenny’s office is thirty feet down the hall. If she’s not in there already, she will be soon, and the last thing I’m going to tolerate is a raucous discussion of whatever Charlie thinks he knows about last night. “What happens behind closed doors is—”

“I wouldn’t have called the open balcony of our Emperor Suite closed doors,” Charlie says wryly.

I stare daggers at him. “Are you kidding me right now?”

Beau claps him on the back. “Tell us more. It’s obviously business-related if Jenny—”

At the mention of her name, I slam my hands palms open down onto the surface of the desk. “New agenda item,” I bark into the ringing silence. “Charlie, stop lurking on the fucking beach.” He opens his mouth to protest, then thinks better of it. “The rest of you—you need to run your plans by me first for approval.”

“Does that mean—?”

“Yes, Beau. All of your plans. I need a list of the events for the next month, and anything else you plan to set up around the resort. I had a careful look at Charlie’s financials, and he’s right. We have to find places to trim costs. I’m going to need itemized lists of every outlay you have in mind so I can go line by line—”

“Itemized lists?” Beau’s face is the picture of horror. “Roman, I’m busy planning events. Making an itemized list of everything I need to make those run smoothly would take up—”

“Yeah, Beau. You’ll have to reduce the time you spend sleeping during the day.”