He returned his gaze to the road. “Nothing.”
“Why did you look at me like that?” It was the first time he’d noticed her at all since they started driving.
It was not the first time she’d noticed him though. It was difficult not to look at thequiet man that took up too much space in the cab. She’d be sharing more than the console between them for the next week. Would traveling with Beau be easy?
“I just figured you’d have someone else handle that stuff for you.”
Anna scoffed. “This is my mess.”
“Agree to disagree,” Beau said stoically.
“You think Dean is going to care about any of this? All he needed to do was show up. Well, and be faithful, but silly me thought that was a given.”
She scrolled through the messages, but most had little to do with him. “Not getting married today really did a number on my social platform. Designers and boutiques made custom pieces I was supposed to wear. Now, I have to find a way to tell them that the expensive clothes they gave me won’t be featured in my beautiful wedding photos.”
Her phone rang again, and she quickly answered. “Hey.”
“Hey. What are you doing?” Olivia asked.
“Oh, just burning bridges. The usual,” Anna said.
Beau made a noise, and she looked over at him. Was that a chuckle?
“You like it when I’m melodramatic?” she asked.
Beau didn’t respond, but his mouth lifted in the slightest grin in the fading sunlight.
He was actually grinning. Why did that small expression trigger her own smile?
Olivia huffed. “Tell him not to be a jerk.”
“I’m not being a jerk. I’m minding my own business,” Beau said loud enough for Olivia to hear.
“That’s true. He hasn’t said two sentences before now,” Anna confirmed.
“Tell him not to be a knot on a log either,” Olivia added.
Anna glanced at Beau, but he ignored his sister’s correct assessment. “I’m going to go out on a limb and say he heard you.”
“I just wanted to check in. You two behave and play nice.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Anna and Beau answered at the same time.
Olivia’s laughter surrounded her quick “Bye” as she ended the call.
Anna checked the map on her phone. “It looks like we’re about five minutes from the resort where we’re staying tonight.”
“Just tonight?” Beau hadn’t asked many questions about the trip, so she hadn’t felt the need to offer anything.
“Yeah. We still have a few hours before we get to Freedom where we’ll stay the rest of the week. We have a few things planned for tomorrow, but we can talk about what you want to do after we have dinner. We have reservations at the resort restaurant. It’s supposed to be amazing, but we can go somewhere else if you want.”
“It’s finewith me,” Beau said.
“You don’t even know what it is.”
Beau shrugged. “I don’t care. I assume they’ll have food, so that’s all that matters.”
Hmm. No push-back on the restaurant. That was new. Dean liked to make most of the decisions, and he’d been particular about the places he ate, so planning a lot of the honeymoon had been stressful.