Page 259 of The Brothers at Horseshoe Ranch

“We should make a movie.”

“Um, what?” He looked confused.

“I said, we should make a movie of the ranch, help to advertise it.”

“Why would we do that?”

“If we’re going to be opening this eco-resort, let’s drum up some interest, right? Let’s get people excited. Let’s see if we can get influencers who want to come out and promote it, give us some free marketing and advertising, make it the spot to be. Let’s really push this thing.”

“Um, I don’t know,” he shook his head. “I’ve got so many other things to think about right now …”

“I think it’s a pretty good idea, and you’re an awesome filmmaker, so you could maybe make something really cool,” I shrugged. “But hey, if you’re not interested.”

“I’ll think about it,” Beau said. “What’s come over you? Is this related to the idea you wanted to talk to me about?”

“No, the idea I wanted to talk to you about is something very different and something very specific, and I’m still hoping we can have that chat soon because it’s very important to me.”

“I know, I know.” He grinned at me. “You’ve got big ideas and big plans, and I’ll listen to them. But let’s not talk business right now. Let’s just enjoy the afternoon.”

“I mean, that’s what we’re doing, right?”

Just then, I heard a car backfire and I ran to the front of the house to see if it was Sadie and the girls. But no, it was just one of the ranch hands who’d driven up with a couple of his guys. “Hey, what’s up, Miguel?”

“Hello, Wyatt.” He nodded at me.

I walked slowly around to the back of the house.

“Was it them?” Chet asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Was it who?” I snapped.

“Your fairy godmother. Who the fuck do you think, dumbass?”

“Stop calling me dumbass, punk.”

“Boys,” Beau imitated our mother and we all laughed. “Wyatt, you really need to chill, okay? I know you and Sadie have got some sort of awkward, weird tension-chemistry thing going, but you’re freaking everyone the fuck out. Like, chillax.”

“I am chill. Look, I need to talk to her about something and she’s been acting weird, and …” I heard another car pulling up at the front. This time, I froze.

Austin grinned at me. “You want me to check?”

“I don’t need you to check anything.”

“I’ll check,” he said. He ran to the front of the house and was back a moment later.

“So do you want the good news or do you want the bad news?” he asked me.

“Um, whatever,” I said.

“They’re back.”

“What?” I could feel my spirits rising. “So they’re okay?”

“Yeah, they’re okay,” he laughed. “And I’m going to go back and give my lady a big hug and a kiss if you want to come to the front and join.”

“No, I don’t need to go to the front and join. I mean, I’m glad they’re safe and sound, but I mean whatever. It’s not like she told me she was going on this trip, and it’s not like she checked in or had to check in. I don’t care. I just was concerned because your fiancée and—”

“Can it,” Chet rolled his eyes. “You sound like Grandma. You’re just going on and on and on.”

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