Page 27 of Love on the Run

She waved the spoon in front of his face. “You’ll be better after eating this bite of cake.”

She wasn’t going to give it up, was she? Againsthis better judgment, he took the spoon from her and slid the cake into his mouth.

Shoot, it was just as good now as earlier. He never ate desserts at home. Why had he been skipping the best part of the meal?

He loaded up the spoon with another bite and held it out toward Anna. “Happy now?”

Instead of reaching for the spoon, she leaned forward and took the bite.

And that was how Beau ended up feeding Anna cake in the bathtub on her wedding night.

Chapter 9

Anna

Anna laid the spoon beside the few remaining bits of chocolate happiness and sighed. “That was the best medicine.”

“Now I need to go back to the gym,” Beau said, closing the container.

Anna rolled her eyes as she leaned back in the cool water. “I think you can afford to skip this one.”

She’d seen more of Beau’s well-defined muscles in the last three hours than ever before. The fitted T-shirt he wore pulled tight across his shoulders and around his arms, guaranteeing she noticed.

Aside from his physique, it was the silent worry in his eyes that captivated her attention. He’d jumped into action when she didn’t feel well and brought her everything she needed.

“You don’t have to sit in here with me,” she said as she stretched out in the spacious tub.

He leaned against the wall, propping his thick arm on his knee. “I’d better keep my eye on you. I’d hate for you to pass out in the tub and drown.”

Anna rolled her eyes. “I’m feeling one hundred percent better. I got too hot. That’s all.”

“Can’t chance it. Olivia would kill me if I didn’t make sure you were okay.”

What did it say that his kindness made her chest swell with a warm happiness? Even if he was just looking out for her because he wanted to make his sister happy, that was an honorable reason, and she admired his devotion.

What did she really know about Beau? He was her best friend’s brother. He worked hard. He owned a business that he built from scratch. He cared about his family and would do anything for them. He went to church weekly and worshiped God instead of merely claiming to like Dean did.

And he was handsome. There was absolutely no denying it. His dark hair swept to one side, and he kept his beard short and neat.

He looked up at her, and their gazes met. His eyes were a light copper with flecks of gold. Had she ever made eye contact with him before today? Surely, she would have remembered the beautiful uniqueness of his eyes.

Anna crossed her arms over her chest, suddenly aware of the tiny swimsuit she was wearing. She’d packed it assuming she’d be on her honeymoon,then it hadn’t been an issue when she sat in the hot tub alone.

Now, it was difficult to forget how Beau had tossed the towel to the side and carried her tightly against him into the bathroom.

She sat forward, using her arms to cover as much of her front as possible. “I think I’m ready to get out of here.”

Beau got to his feet and grabbed a towel. “Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked.

She stood slowly as the water slid off her bare skin. “I’m fine.”

He handed her the towel and stepped out of the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

Anna hugged the towel to her chest. Beau had been so sweet to her all day. His behavior was completely at odds with the stern, silent man she thought she knew. She’d always respected him, but she didn’t really know him.

Amazingly, she hadn’t thought of Dean and the wedding much since dinner. Turning off her phone had done wonders for her mood.

She owed a thanks to Beau for that. If he hadn’t said something, she would have let the calls, messages, and emails overrun her night.

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