Page 31 of Love on the Run

“Ugh. Rude,” Anna spat. “How dare you judge my list.”

“Just saying. Seeing the Northern Lights sounds fun, but if we’re going to do some once-in-a-lifetime stuff, at least make it a little crazy.”

“What’s on your bucket list?” Anna asked quickly.

“I don’t have a bucket list. I do what I want when I want.”

Rolling her eyes, she dragged her spoon throughthe yogurt. “Okay, well then what’s something you think we should do?”

Beau shrugged. “Do you have a tattoo?” he asked.

Anna’s eyes widened. “No! Of course not.”

“Ever thought about it?”

“No. I have a corporate job.”

“Hide it,” Beau retorted quickly.

Anna stared at Beau with her mouth hanging open as he stuffed his face with scrambled eggs and hashbrowns. How could he talk about getting a tattoo like it was something someone might do on a regular Tuesday?

Her mouth closed after a few seconds. Would it be so bad to get a tattoo? Beau had plenty of them. She’d noticed a few on his arms whenever he wore T-shirts but hadn’t gotten close enough to see what they were.

Because she had no business getting that close to Beau. He kept everyone at a distance.

“You thinking about that tattoo?” Beau asked without looking up.

“No, I’m not,” Anna quipped.

They finished breakfast without more conversation, but shewasthinking about the tattoo. Or rather, she was thinking about what Beau said about her bucket list. The things on her listwereboring in a way. None of them would push her out of her comfort zone.

After breakfast, they packed and checked out of the hotel. With a long drive ahead, Anna opened her laptop and checked in with work while Beau drove farther into the Rocky Mountains.

She made a point to only open her work email. There wouldn’t be any disasters waiting there. Well, no disasters that were hers. Solving problems for clients actually did wonders for her mood.

After an hour of staring at the screen, Anna stretched her arms above her head. Snow blanketed the mountains in a glistening white as the sun cast its rays on them.

Beau’s phone rang, slicing through the peaceful silence she’d gotten lost in all morning.

He answered the call and raised the phone to his ear. “What?”

Anna pressed a hand to her lips to hide her smile. It had to be Olivia.

“That’s dumb. I’m not doing that.” He was silent for another moment before he said, “No. Don’t ask again.”

It was difficult to look engrossed in the scenery when she was enjoying the back-and-forth between Beau and Olivia. The Lawrence siblings couldn’t have been more different, but they’d somehow found an odd way to communicate and co-exist in each other’s worlds.

“Don’t call me to talk smack about people,especially that loser. I don’t want to hear his name ever again.”

Great. Olivia had something to say about Dean. Whatever it was, it probably wasn’t good. Thankfully, Anna was also of the opinion that if she never heard Dean’s name again, it would be too soon.

“Here. Talk to Anna.” Beau held out the phone to her without taking his gaze off the road ahead.

“Hey, Liv.”

“Good morning, sunshine. How is Beau treating you?”

Anna glanced at the man in question, driving stoically through the mountain passes. “Great actually.”

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